Now was not the time to discover that Chips Ahoy have a choc mint chip biscuit out. I found a packet in my cupboard. I just took one to taste. And then went back and ate almost every single bloody one. Sigh.
BUT. That having been said, I've lost 4kg's so far, so this diet thing seems to be going ok. Now all i have to do is incorporate some *vomit* excercise into my life and all should be well.
I'm going to post a food diary every day. Feel free to kick my ass if too many "little cheats" appear ;-)
Breakfast:
boiled egg, 1 slice wholewheat toast
Snack:
tea and *blush* most of a packet of biscuits
Lunch:
pasta salad (with pesto,feta cheese and peppers)
Snack:
1/2 a pineapple
Supper:
Broccoli, cauliflower and cheese sauce
ok. so maybe this is more of a healthy eating plan than a diet. still. i don't think chips ahoy fit into either category!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Whoop Whoop!
OMG. My insurance company FINALLY got their asses into gear and paid me out!! it's taken nearly 2 months, but fucking finally i can start looking for new wheels! YAAAAAAA-AAAAAAA-AAAAAAY!!!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
This weekend...
paragraphs make me tired. have a list:
- terri's farewell. hmmm... interesting. drunken. fun. drinking roulette and misread cocktail directions. good times.
- you. you musician guy. make up your fucking mind so she can move on. stop string my mate along like that!
- you. friend of mine. be strong. run.
- tommyland!!!
- you. screw you. go away. with your little teenager.
- diet cheats by the ton. biscuits. sigh.
- i'm learning. slowly breaking ties.
- i felt regret about losing you lot. fuck that.
- i have no sense of direction. aish aish.
- work hangover. bad. so bad.
- shaeness rocks
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Begone!
Right. it's diet time. has been since new year and i'm pretty sure that if i don't eat chocolate soon i may become homicidal! but anyway. 2kg's down so far and i've been living on pesto, salad and seeds forever! ok. two weeks, but it may as well be forever. all i'm saying is that any snarkiness is in inverse proportion to the amount of junkfood i consume. and as of this week, no more cheat days. no "well, if i skip supper, i can eat a HUGE bowl of ice cream". i'm going to take my vitamins and i'm going to *vomit* exercise. even if it kills me. which it probably will. but i HAVE to get back into my pre-preg jeans.
wish me luck and hand me the celery. with *gulp* low fat mayo.
wish me luck and hand me the celery. with *gulp* low fat mayo.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
2008
yeah. so i probably should have done the round up thing earlier, but sucks to that, i'm doing it now!
Cool:
Cool:
- new friends... tarryn, if anyone said a year ago that we'd be mates, i'd have laughed my ass off at them. steph and cirst, brilliant workmates, awesome friends. jordan, a virtual mate. when we talk i feel like we may just have the same brain.
- old aquaintences making reappearances... vera, i'm so fucking happy that we're FINALLY mates. gerry, you got me through some rough stuff, just with good times and good wine, without even knowing it.
- friends that have stuck around... cath, buzz, justin, garett, dale, terri, dean, tina and a million others. i am so blessed.
- zane. i don't even know what to say here. am smit.
- work. i love my job. i know i've mentioned that once or twice before, but fck, i love it. i love it even more after a promotion!
- shae. save the best for last. the change in this little person has been beyond amazing. she is a joy and a treasure and adored by everyone that meets her.
- Garyth. how do you get over losing someone who has been a part of your life forever. my baby big brother. i still can't bring myself to delete your number. i miss you more than i can possibly explain. it's not fair that you're gone. but you'll never be forgotten. love you gemini.
- death. 2008 was the year of goodbyes. garyth, paul, danny, mary, grandpa. so many, so sad.
- crime. i think i've said enough about this. i want my fucking car back.
- friends exiting. two people i though would be around when i was a 60-year old gardening book club member have exited stage right. with no re-entrance for the big finale. fuck.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
You've gotta be kidding
So in the midst of his country falling apart and thousands sick or dead from cholera... mugabe decides to go on holiday... what.the.fuck.
Seriously. How many more reasons is the world waiting for before they do away with the syphlitic old crazyfuck?
Seriously. How many more reasons is the world waiting for before they do away with the syphlitic old crazyfuck?
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