I just think that's funny. I read a few blogs regularly, 4 or 5. I used to really fear someone reading it and now I don't. Other blogs refer to the comfort and the antidote for loneliness in comment, so that is appealing.
I've been watching Celebrity Rehab. What is right under my skin that makes me cry? What am I feeling that is just slightly misplaced or out of context? Maybe everyone has the pain nerve and seeing something in a similar vein activates it, I don't know.
So still writing down what I eat, still not so good. Drank a little better for a few days in Vegas, stopped early, didn't fall for the peer pressure of it all. That was good, but I was having food issues. The food was mediocre. I wanted to be satisfied, which means eating too much~a la last supper syndrome. I didn't do it, I skipped ice cream and available smell good snacks. I didn't eat things I didn't like just to get full (which means stuffed) but I wanted to. I felt a lot worse about that before I wrote it, I didn't do it, but I wanted to. That's OK, that's good responsible behavior.
I want to feel better about my body, which means loosing weight, I need to make that part of my day everyday. So next week the exercise folds back in. Then I need to take that show on the road.
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