Getting better and better.

January 18th, 2016

Mostly energetic. Save for not sleeping enough last night, I guess.

I think I am completely adjusted to this new, lower calorie diet now. Though I'm a bit tired from not quite sleeping enough, I'm don't feel any less energetic than I usually am under such circumstances, so there's that. I mean I'm used to running on fumes every Monday, but I could probably go for a brisk walk without producing that fat guy wheeze I tend to make when climbing too many stairs at once.

Don't get me wrong, I still crave all of the junk food. I could murder Professor Beatshiskids right here in the break room for the pizza that's making him smack his lips, and not feel all that bad. Mind you, I could murder Professor Beatshiskids right here in the break room for smacking his lips. Or for the inevitable sermon he's going to start once he's fueled up enough, so take that with a grain of salt.

Fine, whatever. No murders. Not today, at least. You can stop looking at me like that.

But yeah, feeling better. I assumed I would get used to this particular intake of sustenance soon enough, even if the back of my lizard brain was telling me to eat all of the things now before I starve to death. The lizard brain is also telling me to flee the building and eat my weight in double sausage Croissan'wiches ™ from Burger King ™, though, so I'm trying not to heed its advice too much.

But it never, ever shuts its pie hole. Mmm pie.

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