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In which there’s a post of no interest to anyone who does not wear acrylic nails. Sunday I went to my favorite nail salon, LT Nails, over on Issacs street, for a fill. “A fill” is the procedure in which, after your nails have been growing out for two or three weeks, they “fill” the […]
In which I basically just link to a bunch of research. At the Peony the other day, I was discussing my weight loss with a couple of women who were asking me how I’d done it. I gave them my blood sugar/insulin/refined carbs spiel, during which I said, “Honestly, dietary fat needn’t be avoided. You […]
In which I tell you all about my avoidance of refined carbohydrates. As you may remember, I went on a traditional low-calorie, low-fat, semi-starvation diet on January 5th. I did this because I was so fat I could barely cut my own toenails and I felt uncomfortable in my own body. I was twenty pounds […]
In which Day 2 is summarized. Fuck this! Quitting is hard, and I don’t want it to be this hard, and I hate nicotine, and I hate my fucking neuroreceptors, and I hate dopamine, and the nicotine patch is weird, and this entire process sucks rocks.
In which I tackle the old nicotine addiction. Again. I quit smoking two or three times last year, and each time I was really ready to succeed… but failed because I just had one cigarette. Or three. Or five. Which, of course, led to smoking full-time soon after. The first time I quit, I quit […]
In which I share some of my research about diet and overweight. It turns out dietary fat is fine; it’s the refined carbohydrates – white flour, white sugar – and the HFCS that are fucking killing you and making all those children fat and sedentary. On January 5th, I started a weight-loss contest with a […]
In which I just realized I haven’t blogged in, like, ten days or something! Ack! I watched all four-point-five seasons of Battlestar Galactica in the space of half a month. It was frakkin’ awesome. I have been in bed for three days with an evil, mean, awful cold. I’m coughing like I’m in a TB […]
In which there’s dieting! Whee! Aren’t you glad you’re reading this crap?! The little bastards over at Cocky & Rude are having another diet competition. The prize for the winner is probably a stinky old shoe and some gravel, but eighteen people signed up to compete anyway. Including me. Because I’m fat. Fat, fat, fat. […]
In which I need to vent or cry or complain or get a hug or something. Bindu kept me up much of last night with terrible episodes involving screaming (the vet calls it “vocalizing”) and panting and whimpering and coughing; she’d calm down and almost sleep in between, but every couple of hours it would […]
In which I need to whine and complain. (Don’t read this drivel. Seriously. Go read something else. I am such a baby.) The boys over at Cocky & Rude nagged me into joining their diet competition back in July, and even though I haven’t really been dieting, I have been weighing myself every Wednesday and […]
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