Can’t keep a good man down
Tuesday, January 30th, 2007205
I think I found the secret to losing weight. It’s called being sick. I got sick over 11 days ago after I came home from the city at around 2 AM. I was already feeling sick that whole day, so going out was the straw that broke the camel’s back. (As an aside, what big-ass straw would you need to break a camel’s back? I mean camels can take a lot of weight on their back, and yet some tiny little straw has the ability to break their backs? Seriously! How big of a straw would you need to break camels’ backs!). The day after that, I wished I was dead. My head ache. My throat felt like I just swallowed barb wire. And my nose deicided to manufacture snot for profit. For 4 days, I was miserable beyond belief. Fortunately, I knew how to look for the silver lining in the clouds. I have this tradition where I would eat something reallly, really greasy once I get well, because I can’t enjoy such luxuries while I’m sick. So despite my misery, I looked forward to the day when I get well enough to enjoy my greasy meal. Last Friday, I felt well enough to go out and eat my celebratory meal. I love those meals. They make me feel alive. Also, during the 5 or so days when I was sick, I must’ve lost about 3 pounds. If I can keep that weight off, I might be able to keep my weight loss resolution after all.
In case you’re wondering, yes. That was the reason I haven’t blog in the past week. The thought of writting under such conditions nauseated me to no end, but now I’m back.