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Jun. 2nd, 2006 12:40 pmWeigh in day today and thankfully things seem to be back on track as I'd lost 15 pounds (6kg). It seems if you actually get your lazy ass moving and eat better you lose weight. Go figure. Man, I was so happy this morning. These last few months have been of the suck weight wise, I put on, lost a few pounds, stuck and never went down at all. Now I'm half a stone lower than I've ever been. Very cool. Which reminds me. Looking at the tags for this, I didn't answer comments from last time, and I'm sorry for that. It's just, this is something I never talked about and in some ways I still feel weird doing so, even to this extent. That goes even more so when I'm talking about negative things, and not replying doesn't mean I don't appreciate the comments, because I do, so very much.
But yes. So very happy right now :)
We went to see Poseidon last night, and man, it was a cool film. It freaked me out many times. One of my fears is drowning, and just the thought of being trapped on a ship going down like that makes me shudder. It was interesting to see how this version differed from the original, in many ways I liked in better, others not so much. Especially in terms of knowing the characters. But it was a very entertaining movie, and one I couldn't look away from. Even though the two tossers behind me just wouldn't shut up. I don't mind talking in the adverts, hell, even the previews is fine. But the actual movie? Zip it.
Tonight is more walking, probably at the beach, then back to a recording of Big Brother where hopefully sleazy Sezer will be evicted. He's such a slimeball. I'm surprised he doesn't leave a trail when he walks.
Because I've been annoyed about this for a few hours now and need a mini vent. We bought a tray of cherry tomatoes today. We called at mam's after the hospital and James was going to work, so the tomatoes were at hers too, ready to be taken home. One of her friends was there. He's this weird guy, nice enough but totally brainless. I was eating the tomatoes because I really do love them and hadn't had breakfast, and he tells me to stop eating them because I'd eat them all, and I'd already had 10. First, there's a whole huge tray full, hundreds of the thing. No way could I eat them all. Second. Even if I did, it wouldn't matter. They have no fat, I could eat them all ten times over and it wouldn't matter. Third. Don't count what I'm eating. It's rude. Fourth. It's none of your damn business!
But yes. So very happy right now :)
We went to see Poseidon last night, and man, it was a cool film. It freaked me out many times. One of my fears is drowning, and just the thought of being trapped on a ship going down like that makes me shudder. It was interesting to see how this version differed from the original, in many ways I liked in better, others not so much. Especially in terms of knowing the characters. But it was a very entertaining movie, and one I couldn't look away from. Even though the two tossers behind me just wouldn't shut up. I don't mind talking in the adverts, hell, even the previews is fine. But the actual movie? Zip it.
Tonight is more walking, probably at the beach, then back to a recording of Big Brother where hopefully sleazy Sezer will be evicted. He's such a slimeball. I'm surprised he doesn't leave a trail when he walks.
Because I've been annoyed about this for a few hours now and need a mini vent. We bought a tray of cherry tomatoes today. We called at mam's after the hospital and James was going to work, so the tomatoes were at hers too, ready to be taken home. One of her friends was there. He's this weird guy, nice enough but totally brainless. I was eating the tomatoes because I really do love them and hadn't had breakfast, and he tells me to stop eating them because I'd eat them all, and I'd already had 10. First, there's a whole huge tray full, hundreds of the thing. No way could I eat them all. Second. Even if I did, it wouldn't matter. They have no fat, I could eat them all ten times over and it wouldn't matter. Third. Don't count what I'm eating. It's rude. Fourth. It's none of your damn business!