Alright so we're a week into the nutrisystem thing. Last night was the first time I went off the system, but like I said that was part of the plan. I don't usually go out with people more than once a week, so that one time as long as I try and be reasonable I'm good. Now here's the problem. Friday I ate two meals and the snack. No additional food at all. And I was good. I didn't even end up eating dinner because I was busy. Saturday I had dinner and then a small piece of fish later on, I still finished well under the calorie threshold. Yesterday was close but since I substituted a meal instead of eating in addition to a meal I' m pretty sure I made it in under the calorie threshold. When you don't eat the additional calories with each meal you end up with 900 calories to fill reasonably. So last night I probably went a little over that but when you add the 270 calories from the skipped meal there's little chance dinner had more than 1,100 calories in it (although there is a chance). Today is the problem. I had a plan breakfast bar (150 Calories) the black bean and rice lunch (170 calories) the macaroni and cheese dinner (270 calories) and the snack (100 calories) that brings me in at 690 calories. Here's the problem, I stopped at DD for a hot chocolate this morning. Most mornings I don't even drink the damn thing at all, it's just routine. This morning though I drank it. That's 400 calories right there. Now I'm at 1,090. And not in a good way. I also had a vitamin water with lunch. Tack on another 125 calories. So we're checking in at 1,215 calories leaving me with less than 300 calories to play with. And since at least 400 of those calories were a nutritional waste I'm a little dicked...because for the first time I'm really fucking hungry. Not a little hungry, not sort of hungry. Just fucking hungry. So what now?
Muse Revisited...
"Muse /myuz/ –noun
1.
Classical Mythology.
a.
any of a number of sister goddesses, originally given as Aoede (song), Melete (meditation), and Mneme (memory), but latterly and more commonly as the nine daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne who presided over various arts: Calliope (epic poetry), Clio (history), Erato (lyric poetry), Euterpe (music), Melpomene (tragedy), Polyhymnia (religious music), Terpsichore (dance), Thalia (comedy), and Urania (astronomy); identified by the Romans with the Camenae.
b.
any goddess presiding over a particular art.
2.
(sometimes lowercase) the goddess or the power regarded as inspiring a poet, artist, thinker, or the like.
3.
(lowercase) the genius or powers characteristic of a poet.
Women. Can't say enough about them. Can't say anything to them. Perfect. Every god damn one you ever met. So many to talk about, so few to talk to. Women. What would any of us do without them?" - from Muse (October 31st, 2007)
It doesn't seem like it was that long ago but one of my favorite posts (MUSE) was well over a year ago now. And I just thought I'd take a second to look back on a few things from it.
History, Tragedy, and both Lyric and Epic Poetry were long gone by the time I wrote that original post. I think about at least two of them every now and then, but they don't really drive me anymore. There's always the chance one of them will pass back through my life or even my consciousness just long enough for me to to use them in some way shape or form, but for now they're muses of the past, either waiting to be resurrected or replaced.
Dance is gone too. No idea what happened to that one. Just don't seem to need her anymore. She wasn't one of the stronger muses anyway, but I certainly wouldn't discredit what she did for me.
Religious Music continues to inspire me in different ways. As does Astronomy. It's funny how the roles each muse plays change with time and trial. They're both still incredibly important to me. Not just as inspiration, but as people. As friends.
Comedy seems to grow and never really go away. Nothing has changed since last I wrote about this one. It's still exactly the way it was, it's a tragic sort of funny now though.
Music...now here's the kicker. I had literally just met her when I first wrote about the muses. I mean it was a matter of days or less. I had no idea how she figured into anything. It was just sort of a gut feeling that she could be even a little important. And now that she's just about gone I can confidently say that she was a very important sort of inspiration, not the greatest by a long shot, but very important nonetheless. It's nice when my gut feeling's pan out in one way or another.
No comments:
Post a Comment