When I cut out chocolate I:
1. Lose the will to live
2. Cry a lot
3. Get headaches
4. Struggle to stay awake during the day (which leads to insomnia, then a vicious cycle)
5. Write less
6. Get gross skin (you’d think the opposite would happen, but it doesn’t – the effect of the no-chocolate stress outweighs the effect of the eating-less-oil)
7. Have strong violent urges eg I recently punched CJ’s iphone* (not a sane thing for a financially-stressed person to do).
The Gilmore Girls has been helping to pass the long, hopeless hours until I can eat chocolate again (which helps with #1 and #4), but it doesn’t help me express frustration at all – hence # 7. Last night was especially bad, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and hacked off about 6 inches of my flowing locks. After that my urge to kill was much diminished.** I continued to shed chunks of hair for several rather itchy hours.
At some point soon I’ll get CJ to fix it up a bit.
Here’s your pirate pic for the day. It’s for sale if you go to joshsimagination.blogspot.com (rating unknown).
In related chocolate/violent-urges news, I let myself weigh in a day early today on the basis that it’s that special (and nauseous) time of the month, so I decided that if I made my weight goal for this week I could skip exercise today. After lengthy contortions, I beat the scales into submission. Which means no exercise today, and I feel like all (or at least most) of this last week’s awfulness has made a difference. Hence, feeling a lot better. The worst dieting time is always femininity-related, so it should get better from here.
*Well it WAS giving me attitude
**. . . yay