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Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 ([personal profile] azurelunatic) wrote2002-07-15 11:05 pm

Non-carbohydrate

Decided to refuel after coming home and crashing. To my surprise, I was only able to eat half the amount of leftover beef stroganoff that I thought I'd be able to. Lunch tomorrow, I guess.

I could stand to lose the weight.

I am sick of not commenting in my journal about losing weight. I haven't been because it's been my belief, whether based on experience or just expectations, that I'm suddenly going to get a horde of self-proclaimed feminists riding my ass about body image and unrealistic expectations. Listen, bitches. You don't know me, haven't met me. I am not a Barbie doll. Nor am I comfortable with my body as it is. I would not be happy with a Barbie body. I would be quite content at my high school weight of 200 (when I wanted to be 180, which would have made me look like a Barbie doll with my bone structure). I'm not a high school chick anymore. I'd like to look that way again. I would like to work out more. I would like to regulate my eating habits to something sane and reasonable, not all over the place. But anybody who makes ANY comments that I consider obnoxious, ill-informed, insulting.... you can comment. Sure, go ahead. If you'd like to see the comment deleted, and, depending on the comment and my mood, perhaps get you banned from commenting and off my friends list if you're on it....

"Bitches" applies to men too.

And I don't need any obnoxious posts of agreement about me losing weight either. Those get you banned faster.

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[identity profile] amberite.livejournal.com 2002-07-16 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
They're embalming fluid for the cheap!

Okay, maybe I exaggerate. :-)

My weakness is ice cream. It fools my body into thinking it's not simple sugar -- I think it's the dairy that does that -- and so my own physical-awareness shutoff doesn't catch on quite so quickly.

Try getting *real* cherries when you want maraschino cherries. I've found that the more I eat good whole foods, the less I want poor imitations . . . and it's cherry season. Mmm. I'm remembering going through a box of the things with [livejournal.com profile] mythrian in the car on the way to Pennsylvania. Funny, that -- California cherries tasted better on the East Coast than they have here, the times I've had 'em since.