Tuesday, December 20, 2005
goodbye sweet butterscotch . . .
Well, butterscotch isn't completely off limits, but I've apparently been neglecting the greener side of things for the starchy and fatty side of things. Not a huge surprise, I've just got to be disciplined about what I'm eating from now on. So I've got to pull off some protein and fruits for breakfast, have half of my plate filled with vegetables at each meal, and cut down on the "fatty tasty stuff." blah. maybe I'll go ahead and lose some weight and get rid of this reflux crap so I don't have to worry so much. Or I could actually start exercising (another thing that was cited). We'll see how that works out, but travelling around for the holidays sure won't help me much. Why I can't I just be a teenager in body forever and eat all kinds of crap and not worry? I shouldn't have consequences for my lack of health concerns, I just shouldn't.
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Man, I'm with you on the eating as if I still had a teenager's body (or even one in its early twenties). I've made some New Year's Resolutions to that effect...man, this stuff sucks. Good luck with yours.
-D.
Dude, what's happened to you people? Have you disappeared off the face of the Earth? Have you taken a vacation and neglected to tell your friends? Did the Rapture happen, and you've been whisked away to eternal bliss? Or are you locked in a room somewhere with your butterscotch and other assorted sweet items and refuse to come out?
PLEASE TALK TO ME, PETER. I'M DYING HERE.
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