Gracie

I've been lazing around my house and stuffing my face all day. Missing nearly an entire night's sleep never falls short of throwing my brain into a chaotic mess. When I'm influenced by insomnia, my thoughts channel themselves through crossed wires, and their fragments rattle around in my head like pins... none of which assist my ability to understand logic.

I can't conceive doing anything remotely mindful whilst I'm sleep deprived. I don't care to write as much, reading is a tedious strain, painting is nonsense, and leaving the house is just pretentious (Motivation? My, aren't we special.). With all other options for entertainment tossed from my sight, the television becomes my separate universe. I glue myself to the couch, find Supersize vs. Superskinny on Youtube, hook my monitor to the T.V. screen... and then commence snacking, because my choice in doing so (or not) is out of my hands by this point. If I didn't own a television, I'm confident that I'd be well under ninety pounds (in all honesty, eating elsewhere makes me uncomfortable).


I visited my parents' house whilst they were out, so that I could pick up dinner for myself and Gracie [pictured latter]. They've had a half-gallon of Cookies & Cream frozen yogurt in their freezer for about two weeks now. Although I haven't touched it (god forbid... one of us wouldn't last such an encounter), I know that they haven't taken more than a spoonful from it. Ice cream has always been my binge food, and this particular brand of Cookies & Cream is a favorite of mine; but tonight, instead of nabbing it out of the freezer, I brought back applesauce, edamame, and protein bread. I opened the freezer, I saw it, and I shunned it. I am victorious! I have beaten Cookies & Cream ice cream.

Weight: 114 113 112 111 110 109 108 107 106105 104 103 102 101 100 99 98 97 96 95

Height: 5'4"