my college class for tonight has been cancelled, so I’m trying to rustle up support for a beer plan. Seems that nobody is up for it, so it’ll be another night in feeling sorry for myself unless I go to the bar on my own. ack. I hate all this – I wish things were as they were before, and I would do anything to make them so, in spite of what has happened.
anyway, I’ve been on a diet for three weeks now, and I’ve reached my target (lost one stone – being stressed out helps). So tomorrow I’m allowed to eat “normally” again (i.e. less than I was before, but more than I have been for the last three weeks). But, given the state of my appetite at the moment, I’m not sure there will be much difference.
And I promise, this blog will get more cheerful.
separating the wanted from the unwanted