It’s Friday. Tomorrow is my binge day and I’m starting it off right by gorging on breakfast at a diner. I woke up in the middle of the night and thought about what I would order: egg white omelet, hash browns, coffee… that’s all I could think of.
Why did I wake up in the middle of the night? Why did I gain .4 pounds when all week I’ve been dropping? The only thing I changed yesterday was the wine I drank. It was a very sweet Cab that I honestly didn’t like, but I drank a lot of it hoping it would put me to sleep. All I think it did was spike my sugar intake and wake me up in the middle of the night. Not cool, wine. Not cool.
So I won’ be drinking wine tonight. I am going to eat the rest of the food in my condo and prepare myself for tomorrow. I have no idea what I’m doing tomorrow. All I know is that I am getting breakfast and I want Sushi. Other than those, I have no plans right now.
I’ve been reading The 4-Hour Chef, and it’s fucking incredible. I mean, it’s mind boggling that one man could write such an epic book. While I’m working, I am excited to stop early and go read this book. Yes, I’m excited to READ A BOOK!
Anyway I guess I have to start working today. It’s hard because my task today is to write and I don’t like writing. I mean, I don’t like writing about pool care. It’s extremely boring and it takes me forever to get started. I sat down at my computer at 10am and haven’t done any real productive work yet. I don’t count this post as productive. Let me stop and get started.