When I yawned this morning it tasted of bourbon...and reminded me why I shouldn't go to Happy Hour by myself anymore. Spent too much, drank too much, ate too much. Last night couldn't have gone better, but couldn't have gone worse. It was what it was. A few hours of respite from what was quickly becoming a streak breaker of a day. It was by no means a great evening, or even one I would ever care to repeat, but it was good enough to get me out from under what would have been my first loss in quite awhile. It served its purpose.
Weight wise I didn't do too well. My new food came in, but I was out most of the weekend and although I didn't eat much I didn't eat well. Friday I only ate once, but it was a cheeseburger and fries. Saturday I was in NY all day and had a corned beef sandwich for lunch. Sunday I had Roast Beef for lunch and a cheeseburger for dinner. I also had a few drinks Friday night and a lot of drinks last night. It was a bad four day stretch as far as all that goes. I did quite a bit of working out though, I was particularly proud of yesterday, but I haven't done anything yet today. What that all adds up to is the fact that I'm up nearly 6 pounds in the last four days. Not good. Not good at all. Going to have to try a little harder over the next few days. I've already had 600 calories today. I just ate my dinner but I'm already pretty hungry, so who knows.
Still need to do quite a bit on my talk. Planning on doing another draft tonight if I can ever get motivated. Have some ideas, just have to out shout the doubt that keeps screaming in my head. Also need to get my desk cleaned off. I keep getting close and then things begin to pile up again.
I'm also broke again. I spent a lot of money on the Con this weekend, and even more last night. I haven't spend a dime tonight but I'll defer to my popular refrain of "It's still early" for that one. Debating not going to the comic shop tomorrow. Really don't need to spend the extra money, nothing new is coming out, and my current focus on something old isn't something they have. So it might be better if I just didn't stop in this week at all. I also need to get my shit together in general. With my XBOX broken and no new comics maybe I'll actually spend those hours I don't spend sleeping doing something productive. It's been damn near a year since those hours have been reserved for anything besides jerking around and trying not to lose my mind. Maybe I'll actually start to write a bit, or get my house cleaned up, or read a real book every now and again. I don't know.
What I do know is that I started writing this entry like an hour ago and six million pointless things have distracted me. So I'm just going to friggin' post it, and maybe write some more later. Maybe...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment