Day 2, part 2: Small comfort

I lied. There's not really a part 2, beyond my further inability to stop thinking about lemon meringue pie, peanut butter cookies, and Fun Dip.

I have to wonder how much of this feeling of deprivation is just a matter of me fixating on the knowledge that I can't have it, no matter how much I want it.

As luck would have it, though, my intertron friend Kermix is always there to remind us that not all candy is good.



Thank you, Norway, for making candy I don't desperately want. I will send your fine nation tidings of peace and goodwill. Also: puppies.

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Since I'll have this paper for my social science class done and dusted pretty shortly, tomorrow's writings will be of a more scholarly nature. That is, if I'm not foaming at the mouth by then.

Day 2, part 1: Detox?

I think I'm showing withdrawal symptoms. I shit you not. I'm getting the shakes. When I get hungry, all I can think about is devouring pastries and guzzling soda. Now that I've eaten I feel a bit better, but the cravings are still there.

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The sushi at Dominick's has HFCS in it; specifically, in the vinegar mixed with the rice. Now, sushi by definition contains sweetened rice vinegar, but is it entirely necessary to kick me while I'm down? I only thought to check the ingredient list while I was in the checkout line, and it's a good thing I did or I'd be out five bucks.

Day 1: Ring my bell

(10:40:01 PM) mando: Yeah, so basically I used the blow torch on the vanilla sugar to create a crisp crust on the cream
(10:40:43 PM) mando: I think it really helped that I used lots and lots of sugar in the actual custard
(10:41:02 PM) mando: and then topped that off with a few dollops of caramel
(10:41:10 PM) Meteo: I'm not one for custard. Its usually several heaping layers of chocolate.
(10:41:16 PM) Meteo: In cake, brownies...
(10:41:22 PM) Meteo: Whichever.

(10:44:39 PM) DrRosenrosen: also, I think canta is one of those people who signs on and gets up to go to the bathroom, so you never get instant satisfaction if you're trying to fuck with her

(10:48:30 PM) cantabile: WELL YOU GUYS ARE GETTING YOUR DELAYED GRATIFICATION
(10:48:35 PM) cantabile: hatehatehate


I love my friends. I love them so much I'm thinking about giving them the gift of a blunt object to the head, as a matter of fact.

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It's official. I have a near-Pavlovian response to gimongous pictures of cheesecake. Admittedly, I'm sure this is not unusual in the general population. Slightly more worrisome is that I was planning to order a soda for about twenty seconds before I remembered that possibility was right out. Thinking about it honestly, there's no reason why drinking soda should be an ingrained habit. I may have to do some more research into the subject.

Sbarro's nutrition page is under construction, which seems to be an ongoing theme in the restaurant websites I've looked at so far. I'm going to have to assume there's no HFCS in spinach-and-mushroom pizza; I feel pretty safe doing so, but I've been wrong before.

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When I woke up from my evening "I slept for four hours last night and now I can't function until I crash on the couch for a while" nap, there was a Reese's wrapper on the coffee table.

Thank you, boyfriend!

I marched to the trash can with it right away, followed by calls of "No, I'll get it! You can't be trusted with it. There's chocolate still on it. You'll lick it off!"

He's so supportive. How dreamy.

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As a side note, I'm not going to be focusing on any weight loss very much, as it's not something I want to fixate on for various reasons. However, for curiosity's sake, I'll do a few perfunctory weigh-ins. Today: 132 lbs (60 kg).

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Seriously, I would kill for a piece of cheesecake right now.

This may be harder than I thought.