Wow, that post is amazing. I could barely read it.
To quote you at you, Jesse, I know, right?!?
I don't know if bonny has ever seen that post, but if she hasn't, she should. It's so clear-eyed and thoughtful and gut-wrenchingly truth-filled, it seems like it would be right up her alley.
Today I ate an orange, a handful of broccoli, and a pear and spinach salad. Not great, but, sadly, better than usual for me. There's also the three olives in my martini, but I have a sneaking suspicion they don't count.
Just a pool thang. It amuses me. I also have pool girlfriends, but the difference is they've likely seen me nude. Hah.
I don't remember if I ate fruit today or not. That probably means I didn't, right? I ate a pint of blueberries every day for the last three days, though.
I had a large orange juice from McDonalds. That counts, right?
Jilli alert: Matilda has been very sad for you and your mom, and wants to fly up in a plane so she can have a playdate with you. She has decided that she will call you "silly Jilli" and that will cheer you up. She also wants to know if your daddy is all right and whether he has hair. But, mostly, she wants to come have a playdate with you.
I've been doing a detoxifying semi-fast today, so the only fruit I've had has been lime juice. Staving off the scurvy, at least.
I had apples at lunch (with extra sharp cheddar cheese!) nom nom nom.
I've also spent the last week being a Prezi convert.
Matilda has an awesome heart.
My clementines had seeds this morning. That was sad.
I almost made kale chips for lunch! But then I didn't, because a nice man brought me loaded potato soup.
The end of
Primal Fear
is on, and it made me remember reading
Sybil
sometime in junior high. I read so much true crime stuff for a while --
Helter Skelter, Fatal Vision,
etc. Did everyone go through that phase?
