if venice is sinking, i'm going under. this beauty is religion and it's christened me with wonder
i wish i was an explorer.
off i would go into parts unknown with no map and no sense of where i could end up.
and you would be there, but as someone else. and i would be someone else too. because our natural selves would never make that journey.
anyway.
i ate a bowl of chocolate ice cream today which is a strict violation of my diet as it is loaded with all of the usual villains: fat, carbs, calories, blah blah blah. i'm only eight days into this thing and i'm already questioning my commitment and bargaining with myself... 'a chocolate bar can't hurt'... 'deep fried chicken wings can't hurt'... oh it goes on and on, but i'll spare you.
if i were an explorer, these trivial agendas would mean so little. plus- i'd be glorously thin anyway because when your mind is consumed with waterways and mountain bridges- you don't have time for such novelties as mounds of junk food.
le sigh.
off i would go into parts unknown with no map and no sense of where i could end up.
and you would be there, but as someone else. and i would be someone else too. because our natural selves would never make that journey.
anyway.
i ate a bowl of chocolate ice cream today which is a strict violation of my diet as it is loaded with all of the usual villains: fat, carbs, calories, blah blah blah. i'm only eight days into this thing and i'm already questioning my commitment and bargaining with myself... 'a chocolate bar can't hurt'... 'deep fried chicken wings can't hurt'... oh it goes on and on, but i'll spare you.
if i were an explorer, these trivial agendas would mean so little. plus- i'd be glorously thin anyway because when your mind is consumed with waterways and mountain bridges- you don't have time for such novelties as mounds of junk food.
le sigh.
posted by diadima at 2:51 PM
8 Comments:
living off fish nuts and berries, and the occasional moose or bison would be tasty enough given that you likely wouldn't know the riches of deep fried chicken, nevermind the stressing over getting from A to B. I think those europeans had a pretty quick start on the chocolate thing, so you might be outta luck on that one.
I tried dieting recently.
Didn't last very long. The only thing that stuck was that I drink diet pop instead of regular now. Not that it's much healthier, but it makes me feel better about the whole thing.
at least it's not a pie.
but you know what? forget about the icecream. it never happened. just keep going about the business of the official diet and move on.
Isn't there an african american porn star by the name of Mount Chocolate?
My big thing is halloween candy. My mum keeps buying the costco bags and opening them!
Don't they know the rule? don't open the bags!!!
Miss Dia, I can't "diet" like that.
I can't over-regiment. I go crazy.
Maybe eat what you want, but small portions?
When I gave up watching myself like a hawk, I found I actually don't have a very big appetite and eat just little smidgens of junk food -- as opposed to heaps when it was "forbidden."
But everybody's different. I need to exercise more and drink enough water.
Le sigh.
chocolate cherry ice cream on a sugar cone.
*huge sigh*
where are you?! it's been an unnaturally long time between posts young lady... blink twice if you're alive.
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