It's getting pretty late. I've spent the past 3 or 4 hours (damn...) working on something for work. I'm trying to come up with a plan for a new kitchen/dining area. It's just a rough plan. Especially considering I am no architect and my scaling is horrible. 

I'm not going to ramble much today. I'm tired and I think I'm coming down with a cold... 

I did change my room around. That's a plus! Not to mention that I found out my TV fits in my cubbie space in my room and now I can watch TV in bed. Now I have to get a new TV for the living room. Oops. heh

Breakfast - Spinach Salad with Turkey, Salami and Cheese -  532 Calories

Dinner - Chicken Parmesan - 203 Calories
Baked Ziti - 572 Calories

The Ziti was a smaller portion than last nights, however, I'm too lazy tonight to look up the exact caloric value. So I'm just going to stick with that.
Total Calories for the Day: 1307



If you're like me and a child of the late 80s -- early 90s, you remember Chuckie... that redheaded doll with a thirst for blood and murder. I am, in no way shape or form, a fan of horror movies, but I remember watching a couple of snippets of the movies when I was younger. 

You know how it goes... Older cousins who dictated what movies were rented at West Coast Video (Blockbuster put West Coast out of business in my area. A good 15 or so years ago). So I  was the one stuck under the blankets trying to block out the screams all night. 

I digress. I had a nightmare about it out of the blue last night. I don't know what was going on... One minute I'm going into a fun house and then the next minute I'm being chased by a knife wielding killer doll!

Now with my active imagination, I couldn't go back to sleep because I was insistent that he was lurking on the edge of my bed or around my door. 

Needless to say, I'm tired. 

But big news, I finally got cable! I was quite pleased with myself that I was able to go this long without cable. I have been able to watch shows online and for a while that suited me just  fine. However, now? Not so much. I guess I'm just tired of sitting in the spare room staring at my laptop. 

Yes. I know. The point of having a laptop is so that I am not confined to one spot with it. What can I say, I make no sense what-so-ever.

Onto the fun stuff...

Breakfast - Apple Jacks - 70 Calories each (210 total)
2% milk, 8oz. - 120 Calories
Dinner - Chicken Parmesan - 203 Calories
Baked Ziti - 572 Calories
Orange Juice (not photoed) - 10oz - 138 Calories 

Total Calories for the Day: 1274


Today started off badly. I hit a deer! A young deer ran out in front of me at 5am this morning on my way to work. I am traumatized. The poor thing flipped and flew in the air like a damn rag doll.  It was heart breaking... I swear, if it was a fully grown deer, I think it would have flew through the windshield instead of flying away from the car. Luckily my car came out unscathed though. I guess that is a plus...

Kids at work have been unruly! I'm just glad that I don't deal with them directly. It's like ever since the full moon, they've became these beasts that have been caged up for too long. I know it was the holiday season, and they wanted to be with their families--but damn!! I couldn't be direct care. No way no how! I'm too much of a push over to actually be an authority figure to kids. Hell, I can't be authoritative toward my staff (a whole whopping 2 people!). I am a perpetual door mat. 


In an effort to track what I eat, I'm posting pictures. (YAY Pictures!!) It'll help me visualize how crappy I eat. Or, not so crappy? I reopened my account to help with the calorie count. Eventually I'm going to start posting pictures of myself to show the physical changes... Right now I don't have my mirror set up to do so. 

I realized I need to drink more water. 

A lot more water. I was doing good for a while. My face was clear and break outs were minimal.   Granted I don't have many break outs now, but still. I don't really drink a lot of anything, which I know is really dumb. Hydration is key! Blah blah blah. At work I drink a lot of juice, because that is what's readily available. I don't trust the water there. I don't really know why, but I don't...

Here's what I ate for the day:

Breakfast - 6" cheese steak - 520 Calories

Lunch - Chicken Salad - 272 Calories
16 Oz. Orange Juice - 220 Calories
Salad Dressing - 120 Calories

Dinner - 80 Calories
Naval Orange - 64 Calories
Oikos Vanilla Yogurt - 110 Calories
Water - 0 calories
Total Calories for the day: 1385

I realized I am horribly out of shape. Like crazy bad. I went to the mall with a friend on Tuesday and my legs were killing me after walking for 30 minutes. Mind you, this wasn't a fast pace walk. It was a window shopping type walking. Around 1.5 hours of walking, I had to stop and sit down. My right calf felt extremely tight and prickly. I know that isn't a good thing. Poor circulation and what not. I'm hoping that it isn't onset diabetes. 

Mom had acute diabetes before she passed, and it runs on my dads side of the family. So needless to say, the chances of me getting it (along with my very poor eating/exercising habits) are very high. I definitely don't want that. 

This is all I'm going to say for the night. I've got work I need to do, for work. Don't you love when work comes home with you? It never ends!!

Night folks!


2013, yo.

Well well well. 2013 is here. We survived the apocalypse (surprise surprise) and the holidays are (finally) behind us. It's been a while since I've made a post and it's time that I've done so. 

I was talking with a friend the other night, and we are going to make 2013 different. We are going to lose weight (however we both have said the same thing every new year, and it never sticks) and we are going to be more out going. 

I'm going to be honest. I mean like... for real honest. 
  • I'm lazy as hell. 
  • I like savory food. 
  • I eat my emotions.
  • I eat when I'm bored. 
  • I don't like working out. 
  • I am my own worst enemy.
  • I'd rather starve.

I've said it. 

I know it's not the "right" way. I know it's lazy and bad for me and blah blah blah. I KNOW. I don't want to work for it, but I want it to happen. Typical fat ass mentality, I know. 

I lack motivation. I mean genuine motivation. "Thinspiration" pictures do nothing for me. Motivational talks do nothing but give me a headache due to so much eye rolling. Maybe there's something psychologically wrong with me. I've lost weight before but that was the "bad" way. But it worked. 

My friend suggested we keep a food journal and a regular journal. I do keep a regular journal (that I update when the mood strikes). I figure that I could turn this into a food journal. Since I got a snazzy iPhone, I will take pictures of what I eat so that I could lament later on how bad (or maybe even how good) I am doing. 

I'll have to start it tomorrow, as I've already eaten today and it's nearly 8p. Gotta get up for work tomorrow. 

OH, yes. I am back to working. WOOT. Hello money! How I have I missed you.

Eh. Lazy is kicking in. Don't know what else to say, so... That's it!