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Writer's Block: Cryptozoology
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Vegetariana
So, um, hi. Like your shoes. Unless they're leather, that is. Cuz, um... yeah. I'm a vegetarian.
I haven't eaten red meat in years, and I'd be lying if I said my stomach and chicken were best friends. Because they're really, really not.
And I know all the good reasons for being a vegetarian:
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I just weighed myself at 5:00, with all my clothes on and a stomach full of water and stuff. I weighed only a pound more than I did this morning. Which means that in the course of a day, I've lost weight... because I know my clothes and water weighed more than a pound.
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Writer's Block: Forbidden Reading
I've got London Fields under my bed at the moment. I hid my library copy of Practical Magic. Reading Lolita required a lot of arm-twisting on my part and a lot of compromised morals on my mom's. I've also hidden: Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk, The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult, and The Other Boleyn Girl by Philippa Gregory.
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Day 1
So, today is Day 1 of fasting... normally, I consider fasting a combination of water and tea. However, this fast could last as long as a week, so I'm making a few exceptions:
1. Low-carb (read: low-calorie) energy drinks (Sugar-free Red Bull, Monsters, etc.)
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I first "contracted" my eating disorder in January of 2006, a few months after my thirteenth birthday. The genesis of it, if I remember correctly, was a complete and sudden loss of appetite. I couldn't taste foods properly; I could tell if something was "salty" (bleak and sting-y) or "sweet" (mouth-turningly so), but nothing tasted good. I was ( Read more... ) -
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I would like to say, for the record, that just because I have an eating disorder does not mean that I am successful at using it to lose weight ( Read more... ) -
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So, in spite of the fact that I've almost cried not once but four times today... it was actually a pretty good day.
You know my Very Desperate Post from yesterday? Well, I saw him today, for a few seconds. It was awkward, but not awkward in a way that was abjectly weird or unfortunate. It was more like the gawky, almost-sweet awkward kind of ( Read more... ) -
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I am a total, complete, 100% psychological mess today. I started crying in the grocery store. I am not a crying kind of girl. Titanic, horrific war footage, dead puppies... all failed to produce a single tear. And with the exception of one week in which I cried for a solid half-hour every single night (for a variety of reasons), I do not cry.
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So, I hate my parents.
Big surprise, right? Priveleged white girl with eating disorder has daddy (and mommy) issues. It's revolutionary, really.
And my specific problems with my parents are no less unique, either.
Today was my dad's birthday, which required a family outing to a restaurant with an outdoor patio. This spells out several problems. Of ( Read more... )