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they're facinating to me. I have bunches of them bookmarked. The thing that gets me hooked on them is that they're all the same. While other people with other mental problems or habits have different reasons, every anorexic girl on the planet seems to have the same brain. People have different reasons to drink or do heroine or smoke crack all day, and they all have different thoughts and ideas about it. But ana girls (and they like to call themselves that too, screen names like *ANA-Angel* or ~P0lly_AnA~ or etc), they have only one brain, and one voice. One thought: We are Borg. We are fat. That's why i read them. It's like some weird reverse-addiction with them. You can make someone stop drinking, but you can't make someone eat. And even if their hair is falling out and you can see their bones through their skin, they still think they're 400lbs. And it's ALWAYS the same shit, entry after entry. And i must have read 100 of these journals by now. But they're ALL the same- Must loose 20 pounds this month. Must get to 110. Got to 110. I'm such a fat pig! Gotta get to 98. 98 pounds. I'm ugly. Try for 90. -Around this point they usually eat nothing but no-fat yogurt every other day and wonder why they feel faint.- Voyeurism, and maybe it's wrong, but i don't think they're stupid. They can't be stupid, they're always coming up with the most ingenious ways to starve themselves. they never think of it as suicide. They just want to look like a supermodel who probably weighs twice what they do by the end. But they won't belive that. They think the doctors that treat them are so evil. "How dare they tell me how i'm supposed to look! They don't control me!" they always talk about control. Must control weight, must control food intake, must control body. As if anyone can do that. They don't even consider normal healthy diet programs. They eat a cracker with no-fat cream cheese and then jog for 2 hours. It's spooky, how they can ignore their bodies like that. As if next they're going to decide never to go to the bathroom again. it's all spooky. i think if anyone looked at my web history list they would be worried about me. |
i'm at my grandmother's right now, in florida, for the holidays. here in her room next to her computer there's a photo of me two xmas's ago at my mother's house in michigan, with my mother, my aunt, and my cousin. i was 140 lbs then and i look like i just got out of auschwizt. my face is gaunt and drawn. i have no hips, no thighs. right now i weigh 148. my step dad yesterday told me how much better i look than the last time i saw them. and here i am dying, just DYING, to get back down to 140. it's that one fucking pair of jeans that tortures me. well, not actually dying. i ate 3 1/2 of my gram's homemade xmas cookies after dinner last night. so yeah. i was down to 144 a few weeks ago. before the two parties in one week where mass quantities of white russian eggnog were consumed. |
annorexia baffles me. there are times, though rare, when i can endure long periods of hunger. by long periods, i mean a couple weeks. where the hunger doesn't hurt, doesn't bother, doesn't stop productivity. i can eat just barely enough to make the hunger go away for a couple hours, and it's fine. but most of the time when i feel hungry it's like the world has stopped spinning on its axis until i can eat something. but these girls who are annorexic, how can they ignore such a primal biological urge? it's not that they don't feel hungry, they just choose not to eat. they just live that way. i can understand feeling fat and needing control. i can't understand ignoring hunger, to the point of death. |
i've been thinking about this recently. i know i'm all atkinsed up like a disciple of christ, but i think the desperation of hunger is carb related. at least for me. it used to be if i skipped breakfast i'd be pushing into acid flashback territory by 1pm. now i'm fine. i don't eat nearly as much, though. maybe that has more to do with it. |
yeah, you're right. it's the cookies. any carb binge fucks me up for days afterward. and the only time i really carb binge is when i've been drinking. if i could only stop drinking. but fuck, despite being uninvited to xmas in florida by my mother a week ago, i'm in suburban florida hell with a pack of fucking crazy family people. i *need* alcohol. and chocolate.... because i ran out of valium. it's the only way i'm going to survive this week, until i can get to key west for new years. nate, are you having trouble avoiding carbs? do you slip at all? if so, what makes you slip? if not, why not? |
god, i hope i can get a decent margarita somewhere around here. |
Sarah, how tall are you? I have a friend of mine who freaks if she is over 130 lbs, but at 145 she can still wear my clothes because she is so much taller than I am. She looks gaunt with anything less than 140. Even at 140. My mom and her twins are total opposites when it comes to their weights. My mom has always been the "heavy" one. She looks really good at 135 but usually stays at about 150-160. She doesn't look too big until she hits 180. My aunt (her twin sister) can weigh it at 135 and still be the same size as me at 105 even though we are the exact same height. She has always been too concerned with being skinny and taken extreme measures to be thin and looks old because of it. Sometimes an extra 5 or 10 lbs can mean the difference as to whether or not you look healthy. |
so true, but it's so weird. i'm only 5'3", which means i'm "supposed to" weigh around 120-125, but i am peculiarly muscular, which is where a lot of the 150 lbs comes from, which is why i look gaunt and hollow at 140 lbs. at 150 i'm a size 8, 144-149 i'm a size six. once i bought a size 4 skirt, but that was a fluke. 150 seems to be where my body wants to be, where it stabilizes, but to me i'm just a little chubby. i guess 144 is ideal, 140 too little. yeah, 5 lbs can make a big difference. eri, let's try to get together in january so i don't miss you before you're shipped away. |
atkins advantage bars help, i think. when i get really baked and i just want something sweet i can have one of those. my biggest challenge was when a lady at work baked this butterscotch chocolate chunk cookies. she is an excellent baker and she followed me around with them all day. 'one won't hurt, nate. look at what you're missing.' but i'm stubborn. i drink a lot of water. maybe 2 gallons a day. but really, i think it is just that i'd rather be eating meat. last night i cooked a perfect tbone. it was great. you never get tired of that. this morning, i'm going to fry half a package of breakfast sausage. i love sausage. fogo de chao is the epitome of nate eating. when i got home that night my piss smelled like meat. meat is king, so nate has no problems with carbs. i guess that's what i'm getting at. though i do get sad, sometimes. we went to this bbq and the whole way there my coworkers talked about how great the rolls are. i was sad i couldn't try them, but i didn't suffer any real temptation. |
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which is to slowly re-introduce carbs into your diet until you achieve a nice balance. that is, once you've acheived the ideal weight. this is 23 days in and i've lost nearly 20lbs. |
even e-mail me for drinks. Sigh...must not be your friend no more. :( |
i'll be out there periodically. |
got a new job and one of my company's vendors is there. In fact, I was scheduled to be in Freemont last week, but the trip was cancelled. |
20 lbs in 23 days. holy fuckamoley. if all i ate was tbones for the rest of my life i don't think i could achieve that. good on ya. |
fremont really isn't that exciting, tigster. don't be too disappointed that you missed out. |
At my family's Christmas Eve party, I saw my cousin Lisa for the first time in about six months and she's lost 52 pounds on the Atkins diet. She looks fantastic. And while the rest of has had to use crackers, she got to eat her artichoke dip with a spoon out of her own little bowl. My formerly anorexic cousin, Jen is looking good these days. She has been doing well for a while, but this is the first time I've seen her with hips and boobs since she was in high school. She just had a baby, Hannah. I tried to hold Hannah and gave up after about five minutes. I felt like I needed one of my aunts to supervise me like they do when the six year olds want to hold her. Maybe I am out of practice. Or perhaps I am not supposed to hold a newborn ever. |
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We thought it was do to the MS making her expend so much energy just moving around. Unforunately we were wrong. It was her Diabetes. For some reason her blood sugar went way way up. This caused the pounds to just melt away. But, it also caused her MS to flair up. The last several weeks have not been to good. But, her blood sugar is now better. And, she's getting grumpy. That's always a good sign. Maybe in a few weeks she'll have most of her strength back. I just hate filling the seringes for her insulin. I'm needle phobic. |
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oh, and it kind of smells like bacon over by the stove. what does your kitchen smell like? |
saffron is *really* expensive. this upsets/disturbs me. |
i love bacon but i fucking hate the stench that lingers for days after you cook it. same with most meats. meaty kitchen. |
of course, i haven't cooked meat in years, so i may have forgotten the intensity of the meatiness. |
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someone like platy, on the other hand, would probably think i stink like meat. meaty nate. |
Now my kitchen smells like puke. Thanks, Mr. Bell. |
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funny as fuck! smells like puke? funny as fuck! smells like puke? funny as fuck! smells like puke? funny as fuck! smells like puke? funny as fuck! sort of. |
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He has only toes. |
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When I cook up some good ol' greasy bacon, I don't fry it... I bake it. Frying it makes the kitchen smell like bacon for days after cooking it b/c the grease gets everywhere. All I do is put the bacon on a cookie sheet (that has a lip so that the grease doesn't spill out of course) and put it in the oven at 350 degrees and cook it for approx. 12 minutes. I usually don't time it, I just check on it every couple of minutes until it is the right color. Also, I find that Oscar Mayer bacon cooks better and tastes better than most other kinds. But the bacon comes out perfect. Not too crispy, but not all fatty and uncooked. Perfect. |
but you can't fry your cornbread in the grease. i have a leg of lamb resting on my stovetop. when heather gets home, i will carve it. |
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marys, or pina coladas, or margaritas, or key lime shooters, or martinis, or gimlets, or sadly, a little of all of the above, while i was in key west. drunk ass drunk to the third power. starting about 3-4 p.m. every day. two (dozen) for the price of one oysters on the half shell. every day. conch fritters. hogfish steaks with key lime sauce. 1/2 pound chocolate chip cookies from street vendors. i also went snorkeling and saw an 8 foot white tipped reef shark. i've seen lots of sharks before but never one that big or that beautiful. i had two rides from two different strangers on the backs of their harleys. i have the photos to prove it to. i'd just ask them for a ride, hop on the back, and off we'd go. they never asked my name and always dropped me off wherever i wanted, and never saw them again. so, i just got home and need to dry out in a major way. i drank so much i often woke up drunk, and if not drunk, then with the shakes. so i've decided to train for the 1/2 marathon again this year, even though last year i said i'd never do it again. i'm doing it to force myself to stop drinking. |
after yoga class yesterday morning, which i had to drag myself to the 10:30 class when i'm usually up way before the 9 a.m. class, i felt like shit and came home and went to bed. i was in a lot of pain. a stabbing headache, my whole body ached, and i couldn't move. when i did get up a few hours later, i couldn't think straight, couldn't get my arms and legs to move properly, sorta stumbled around. i peed, ate some scrambled eggs (barely) and went back to bed. then the fever started. by 5 p.m. i was in the emergency room. i felt the same way i felt last time i had a kidney infection, and thought it might be the same thing. basically like i had a wretched viral disease, cancer, or that i was about to die. after pee tests, a catheter, blood tests, an IV, and god knows what else, everything came back negative. i barfed up the eggs in the trash bin. they had no idea what was wrong with me. but they gave me vicodin and some other non steriod pain reliever and sent me home. so this morning i feel okay. not great, but not like i was just about to die yesterday. so my guess is either i had some sort of very short-lived bug from eating raw oysters... or... what i truly suspect is that i just had one incredibly nasty delayed hangover. alcohol, folks. it's bad for you. |
my head hurt so bad i was nauseated from the endorphines. we went to a bbq anyway as my usual MO is wake up, eat, take 4 advil and pass out from the ibuprofen. no can do. early bbq. (its 80+ degrees here, people bbq in Jan) i proceed to try and "smoke" the hangover out and "flood" it out with pacificos. no dice. by 6 im dizzy, seeing double and ready to go. i crash at 7. wake up at 1 a.m., with nico. she's scared. the wind is battering the house something fierce. 50+ mph winds, ultra clear skies, desert conditions and heat lightning are making for a pretty surreal night. i stay up until the witching hour watching Laura Croft tomb raider. I feel so much better, but yeah....bitchin hangover from cheap wine. god damn., oh....bacon tip....dice some onions. on a skillet with ultra low heat, lay your bacon on top of simmering onions.doesnt stink up the crib as much. cover the skillet to cook faster. at the end you have carmelized onions good for french onion soup. |
Right now my kitchen smells like cleaners. I cleaned the oven yesterday (to the best of my Easy Off ability) and some of it hit my legs and I am covered in rashes and have a couple of open bleeding wounds from that crap. We didn't cook because my "friend" had her son come over unannounced so that I could stop my day and give him a haircut and then called and said she had a date with some chick she met at a club, but would be back early. She didn't get home until this morning and we didn't have enough meat in the house to feed her kid too so we ordered pizza. I stepped on a scale at my best friends house in MO and found that I am staying steady between 110 and 115 lbs. I am really happy with that. My ribs aren't sticking out anymore and I don't look anorexic anymore. Sarah, just email me when you want to come out. It looks like anytime in January will be good (except the 11th) and February looks good too. |
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Well actually, when I say went, I mean I sat in the office while my friend joined up. I need to buy gym shoes. Then I'm going to kick ass. Or flab. Or sumthin |
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goers. it's a fucking zoo with all the New Years Resolutioners in there, jumping and peddaling and pumping and pushing and dropping weights on their feet. but once spring break hits, they are not so Resolute anymore, and suddenly it's back to normal and the true gym freaks have all the room they need. |
i went to fogo de chao again tonight. somehow, all this meat chased with ice tea can give my GI a twirl. now, this is gross, but it just freaked me out: there was a drip of shit on the wall behind me. about the height of my mid-back as i was sitting. i don't know how it happened. i can't figure it out. i'm sure it was mine, i would have noticed it as i came into the stall. it must have gone between the seat and the commode and somehow took an 85 degree turn towards the sky as it escaped. it makes no sense. but there it was. makes me wonder about the back of my shirt, but apparently i am safe. |
you know, that is really gross. home gyms: the only advantage to them is that you're the only one who's going to use it. but i've never used one that was as versatile or effective as the various equipment in an actual gym. home gyms are also a little awkward to use. oh, and working at home takes a wicked kind of will power. there's so many other things to be distracted by at your house, but when you go to the gym, there's just you, the equipment, a thousand sweaty, agressive, steroid-pumped egomaniacs, and a burning desire to get it over with and get the hell out. |
It was great. I guess I just needed to give my body an excuse to burn some calories, because most of that early college weight gain just fell off me like it was amputated. |
i know this to be true. i watched the bowflex VHS tape. |
nate, have you still not had any carbs whatsoever? no sweets or bread? |
oh, and he cheats sometimes. |
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i ate some bbq. multiple times a day. |
bbq doesn't get any better than here. half a roll, does that even count? are those atkins bread products any good? |
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do you make that salad or get it somewhere? do you like eating low carb dave? i remember you said once you kept falling off the wagon. hell, i wish i could keep food down these days. my sister got me an awesome cookbook for xmas called Chocolate And Baking. yeah baby. a nice addendum to my Chocolate Ecstacy cookbook. i already made 2 things out of it. the recipes are a little off because it's a british book, so you gotta kinda tweak them a bit. but man that's some good shit. |
20g is only the first two weeks with atkins, dave.. i weighed in under 180lbs this morning. i'm right at the weight i was when heather met me the first time, which i had achieved by a daily running routine over 3 months. i was back to the same starting point six weeks ago. |
im thinking of looking lean and fit and i wonder about that. |
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tha atkins cornbread was A LOT better than i thought it would be. it has that aftertaste but the texture is nice and it rises really well. |
though i haven't been noticing the aftertase of diet coke lately, either. |
i really just wanted to use the word "poontang". such a riotous word ya think? i drink diet dr. pepper and smoke cigarettes. im sorta in the poontang-hold-pattern-zone. |
might weigh the same as you did while you were running, but you probably had more muscle then. Muscle weighs more than general flesh. I haven't weighted myself in over a year. I'm a large person, with a little extra stuff hanging around my waist and thighs. I don't get sick much and I've got strong legs, I'd rather feel good than be lean. |
nate, i probably weigh as much as you and heather combined. i was 180 when i was a skinny goth boy. what a goofball i was. size 31 levis and i could actually wear a L t-shirt. wierd. |
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i can totally visualize dave as a skinny goth boy. but i prefer to visualize him as a version of Sully, from Monsters Inc. don't ask me why. |
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fuck nate, dont prompt me into a 48 hour binge/puke fit eh. |
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its a trade off. an x over here, means an o over there. |
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hey eri, i have a long weekend coming up this weekend - we have monday off for MLK day. i just wrote my friends Kim and Chris who live in San Antonio to see if they had plans this weekend, and asked if i could come stay. i'm thinking of driving down saturday morning and driving back monday morning. if it works out, would you and trace and the kids be free this weekend to hook up? maybe lunch/brunch on sunday? let me know. |
next stop: droopy, Ft. Worth, TX. |
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goddamn people i just have to say that i am downright skinny these days. this is totally baffling to me. i did nothing but chow down all day saturday and sunday. monday and tuesday i was "good" and then last night i commisserated with a friend who recently walked in on her boyfriend fucking another woman. i brought salmon, salad, two bottles of wine, and three HUGE brownies, and a box of chocolates. we went through most of the food, a bottle of wine, and then went out for a couple rounds. when i got home i ate ice cream and flank steak. for lunch yesterday i ate a substantial piece of crustless cheesecake. and then there are times when all i have to do is LOOK at a piece of pie and i gain five pounds or if i even think about eating a carb i gain ten. i bloat right up like a balloon. it makes no fucking sense. the only trend that stays consistent is that the more fat i eat, the less i weigh. it's almost as if i'm discovering that carb/protein intake can vary radically, but all that really matters is that i'm eating enough fat. skinny, i tell you. easy size 6, which for me is skinny. i'm going the road of dave. all that'll be left of me is a hip bone and dollop of fat from my ass, which no matter how much i weigh, will never cease from prominent existence. |
does CNN make it a point to carry Bush's retarded speeches on the most mundane of topics all day long all the time? they never had repeated live feeds of clinton's speeches. god damn, need more cough syrup. |
that shit is the best. woah shit, there's a resturaunt is austin. someone send sarah to investigate. |
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watch the movie. i almost peed my pants. |
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or 8? depending on which you clicked? you might need to upgrade to a later version of this fine microsoft product. |
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"white america" is good, too. somewhere on that site. |
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maybe it's a him, not a her. |
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That's a load of crap. Eat firm tofu (like this) for your protein and avoid empty carbs like the plague. No pasta, no bread, only high fiber veggies like broccoli, cauliflower, and the like. If you're not vegan, eat more cheese. Definately eat more olive and grapeseed oil. Avacados are good, too. A high protein diet is quite doable while still eating vegetarian. |
ya gotta be quick! |
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