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thursie

actually woke up on time because i took a nap in the car yesterday instead of going to my cycling class (i was dead tired. i really felt like i was on auto-pilot, dreaming the entire time i was driving). but a fly kept harassing my mouth and boday. showered yesterday, like i said. nap after lunch/flyer-ing.

ok, so woke up to a text from angela. maybe i should just get texting and save myself the trouble of telling ppl. man, what a battered wife way of thinking. anyway, i had a gulp of overdue vanilla soy milk (june 21). the other one was march 18? well anyway, it was curdy and gross, so i spit some out. then i had shredded oats cereal on its own. man, i can’t get enough of the stuff. and a square of dark chocolate marzipan ritter sport.

cycling from 10:45/50-12. today’s workout wasn’t as good/ intense as tuesdays with the drill sergeant-looking sub. man, everytime “coach” opens his mouth, i’m filled with disgust. that, and rage. he makes me sick.

went to the church and called about making an announcement. lady was a B. dead end. called the church (dial-tone).

home. tofu with green onion. rest of the bag of chex mix.

part of a wormed peach. slice of nectarine.

3? pieces of bacon. “oil rice” with peanuts. berry juice. piece of tzhong you bing, lotsa semi sweet choc chips

hella fucking mixed nuts. so salty. i weighed myself and i’m close to 132. hm, that was quick. i’m going to go throw up over the toilet now. damage control. i haven’t thrown up since…april? and i was doing so well…shit.