The Merciless

Day 6 of Nutrisystem marks the first time I've broken, of course that was sort of the plan. The exception (the 21st meal if you look back at an earlier post) was always there for going out with friends or the whatnot. So I stuck with a grilled chicken sandwich and a salad (I did eat half of an apple and ice cream dessert though). Only thing I didn't count on though is that after nearly a week of eating food that essentially either came in bar or powder form I wasn't going to be able to stomach real food. I felt like I was going to shit my pants it all went through me so quick. Luckily I didn't.

So anyway, I actually managed to rebound last night. I just stayed home and watched Eagle Eye. It was actually decent, but somehow between posting last night and falling asleep I caught a little bounce and was back to being the me I like being for a few minutes. When I found myself wrestling with one of the "others" this morning I sort of just told him he needed to shut the fuck up and then I sort of coasted through the rest of the day. It was surprisingly not difficult.

So back to me almost shitting myself. Tonight's Antioch meeting was short and we headed off to Applebee's for a quick bite. It was interesting as always. Next week we'll be doing our scavenger hunt then a few other quick things, only a couple of more meetings after that and then it's time for the weekend. And then it's time for deciding what's next.

I just finished book 2 of Promethea, I'll probably finish up the rest in the next day or two. I'm going to get back to reading the Nightwatch Trilogy and I have four books of Swamp Thing on the backburner. Not sure what's next on the reading list after that. There's a lot of good movies I haven't gotten around to seeing yet that will probably start popping up on DVD right around Oscar time so that could be cool.

I'm getting to the point where I have to start coming up with a financial plan. I've never really planned on living that long, so I wasn't really all that worried about it. But now that I'm actually actively trying to not die for just a little while I probably should think of something. I tore through an ungodly amount of money in 2007, but then again that's what happens when they make things like 7 foot tall Iron Man statues and you basically have a go-go dancer on retainer. Yeah, this shit only happens to me folks. So I've got to start planning long term, and by long term I mean recognizing the fact that I might actually be alive long enough to see 30, something that up until the last few months or so I've had absolutely no interest in doing and really not thought I had much of a chance of. Funny. It seems like the swing is getting wider. When I go down I may get crazier than I used to, but when I come back up I might actually be more sane than ever before. Ok, so funny might not be the word, but I think I've called myself fucking odd enough times for one night.

Anyway I had quite a bit more to say tonight, but I've just had a rather horrifying revelation and I sort of need to go home and prepare for the shitstorm that I'm almost certain to put myself through between now and when the sun comes up.

Night all.