Ugh, period

Every time I get ready to drop weight I get my period. Which is a double insult. One, it slows me down and keeps me from losing weight. I have to indulge my eating habit and feed my fat face and flabby ass. I can feel it wobbling as I walk up and down the halls. Gross! Just knowing all that fat is bouncing up and down on my once firm butt makes me cringe. All I can think is SUMMER GET HERE! I'll start running long distances again and firm that shit up tight!

But it's another insult as I am STILL getting my period. How slim do I have to get before those fucking things stop! I want to take my body back to grade school.

A pound less than when I woke up this morning

Yeah, I'm a bad ass.  Also pulled a lot of crazy literature off the doors of my neighborhood today. Waned to make sure no one came home to nonsense after work today.

Gross out and newly thinspired!

So I just read a fantastic memoir by my student, it was a very funny retelling of his adventure with his friend. This young man, not author but the friend, is very over weight, like American Samoan. He thought it would be clever to eat a McDouble (I have NO idea what that is and I never want to know) in one bite. So he stuffs it in his face and tries to chew. Of course the humor of this breaks him and he manages to spit it all over the dashboard of the car.

So now whenever I think I can eat at McDonalds on my way to school and just puke it up once I get there. I'm going to remember that a big high school kid does this and just remember that a zero calorie pepsi is a great dinner!

So here's some mean spirited, but hopefully helpful thinspiration for you....

But here's some nice thinspiration for you.... lovely beautiful perfect Keira Knightly and Natalie Portman being beautiful and slender and so perfect!

Mexican food is going to kill me

Oh my god. I'm going to die. The Mexican food that we just ate poisoned me. I think I'm going to die. Or at least I hope I'm going to die, other wise I'm just going to sit here in pain and yuckiness forever. I took five laxatives to help get this out of me. Normally I would enjoying this illness and just float on it. But honestly this makes me feel so yucky I just want to throw up and get it all out.

So lovely and ill...

I've been up since 3 being sick. I feel so light and empty. I don't want to step on the scale and find out the bad news that the fish from yesterday made me swell up two pounds and I'm a porky 109.

Sitting on the couch, pillow under my bony butt, blanket wrapped around me, Jezebel on the blue ray player and correcting getting down.  It's a lovely day. Later I'm going out for lunch with Michael and I'll fly a kite.  Hooray!

Five school days to April Vacation! I even have a book to read in bed every morning!

Cake and laxatives

Two pieces of cake and 10 laxatives later I'm on the couch. Prepping is done, gotta make a test for LWG and haven't read over the memoirs, but I only have to give them a soft read. Yeah, I'm good.  A little disappointed in the cake eating aspect of my life. But I can feel summer coming. I'm going to run daily and get nice and skinny skinny skinny! Can't wait to see the looks on people's faces as they see a 100 pound frame walk into school. I want people to be afraid for me and worry about me. I want people to look at me like I'm sick and dying.

That is love. Sexy is not love. Sexy is when they want something FROM you, sick is when they want something FOR you.

I deserve that.

Salmon is swimming inside me

And I feel pretty darned alright about it!  It was delicious. Had a small plate, Michael had a huge plate. We both ate until we were full and had a lot left over. Since no fish was left over I tossed the rice. Very good meal, feel like I might be something of a genius in the kitchen!