Day 4.22 Down..not out…

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I hit the silver life crusher this morning at 231.2 pounds, that is positive.

I had no man projects yesterday, I took the day easy to allow a layer of skin to replenish itself on my hands, weeks of messing with gravel and stone have made zombie hands out of mine…

I woke up yesterday morning at 4 am, about average…Little Charlotte woke me up to bring her to the bathroom and it was over.

zombie hands, man blog
That left me tired most of yesterday and tired for me…well that means it’s time to eat…

Sad really, but when I’m tired I can not stop eating.

I started the day off right, thinking I could pull off a reasonable day of low calorie eating…

Half a pound of bacon?  Does that sound right?  I should have saved it and put it on the ZIZI’s kitchen burger and fries I crushed for lunch…right after the bowl of soup and a bun I had as a snack…

Does something seem wrong here?  At least if I do become a zombie I’ll be able to keep myself going for a while…

I’d love to say it stopped there but I crushed a couple cups of veg and a huge bowl of cereal before bed.

No sips though, the scotch diet was off.  That changes tonight, it’s poker night!

Victor Wheeler poker
I really will attempt to limit my consumption tonight.  I’d like to go easy on the scotch and have zero food…but then again…egg rolls.

The pain…

I’ve been able to take home money the past 2 weeks, that likely means I’ll wake up tomorrow broke, smelling of scotch with a plum sauce stain on the front of my shirt…

That’s how life goes is it not?

The Quote of the Day:

 

If you don’t like me, life goes on, you know what I mean? But I hope you do like me. Because I think that in addition to being pushy, I’m nice.
Christine Quinn

I can tell you this from looking in the mirror…sometimes all that fuzzy niceness is hard to see through the A hole…but I am a good guy…beneath the beneath…

Well on that note…dreary…coldish…moist…no snow yet, there is that.

Cheerio