Neurotic neurotic put your hands all over my booodeeee
I'm a fan of neurosis. I feel I've perfected my special brand of insecurity to a knife edged point of pointlessness. I could teach Woddy a thing or two about hand wringing obsessiveness. So imagine my surprise and indeeed vauge unease to discover some folk look to me as a vet when it comes to the DS ( I'm only 22 months out). I feel that this warrents a genteel disclaimer on my behalf and here it is....
I'm rubbish! I ate three quarters of a family block of nut chocolate last night and half a packet of salt and vinegar crisps and two salami sticks (bread kids bread)and poked at my African Famine disteded belly like a beached jelly fish farting in the general direction of the dogs. This morning when David arrived home from his night shift he awoke me to tell me he could taste what I ate last night when he was walking down the hallway....even before entering the bedroom. I chortled like Homer Simpson at my large intestines special ability.
I have lost all of my excess weight and my labs are utterly fantastic. I have nothing to complain about. I have made no effort at all to lose any of my weight but conversely by eating utter **** I've effectively shat myself thin. I am the DS Karen Carpenter but instead of aperients I use nestle family blocks. I'm a dickhead.
Today I tried to put on my Zara trousers and had to squidge my belly in to do the clasp up. I felt indignant that the **** I'm shovelling into my head might actually equate to the widening of my skinny saggy girth. I had about 5 seconds of panic thinking ..."well I'm now going to gain so much weight that I'll need to wash with a rag on a stick". Then I decided that I'm about half a stone under weight in my opinion and I should give myself an upper cut for entertaining eating disorder behaviours. Ironic really when I'm about as compliant as a fox inb a hen house.
So here is my bad behaviour as a cautionary tale. I DO eat 200grams of protein a day, I do get loads of fat from cream, cheese and butter each day deliberatly, I do limit white flour carbs to twice weekly **** sessions which can and do cause an ozone hole to appear over rural Scotland. I also do eat large volumes of chocolate and sugar each day. I try to swap sugar in my tea and coffe to sweetners and I largely drink decaf but I am a sugar fiend.
There are loads of folk here who know what they are on about and have maintained a lifestyle of unblemished success. I'm more a juggernaught of catastrophie with ocasional moments of blinding insight and apathy. I do however look ******g fantastic in jersey and woolmix! For now my shallowness delights me enough to continue my wankerish behaviours.
Disclaimer over....continue.
p.s.can't get my ******g spell check to work....enjoy my dyslexic phonetics ....
I'm rubbish! I ate three quarters of a family block of nut chocolate last night and half a packet of salt and vinegar crisps and two salami sticks (bread kids bread)and poked at my African Famine disteded belly like a beached jelly fish farting in the general direction of the dogs. This morning when David arrived home from his night shift he awoke me to tell me he could taste what I ate last night when he was walking down the hallway....even before entering the bedroom. I chortled like Homer Simpson at my large intestines special ability.
I have lost all of my excess weight and my labs are utterly fantastic. I have nothing to complain about. I have made no effort at all to lose any of my weight but conversely by eating utter **** I've effectively shat myself thin. I am the DS Karen Carpenter but instead of aperients I use nestle family blocks. I'm a dickhead.
Today I tried to put on my Zara trousers and had to squidge my belly in to do the clasp up. I felt indignant that the **** I'm shovelling into my head might actually equate to the widening of my skinny saggy girth. I had about 5 seconds of panic thinking ..."well I'm now going to gain so much weight that I'll need to wash with a rag on a stick". Then I decided that I'm about half a stone under weight in my opinion and I should give myself an upper cut for entertaining eating disorder behaviours. Ironic really when I'm about as compliant as a fox inb a hen house.
So here is my bad behaviour as a cautionary tale. I DO eat 200grams of protein a day, I do get loads of fat from cream, cheese and butter each day deliberatly, I do limit white flour carbs to twice weekly **** sessions which can and do cause an ozone hole to appear over rural Scotland. I also do eat large volumes of chocolate and sugar each day. I try to swap sugar in my tea and coffe to sweetners and I largely drink decaf but I am a sugar fiend.
There are loads of folk here who know what they are on about and have maintained a lifestyle of unblemished success. I'm more a juggernaught of catastrophie with ocasional moments of blinding insight and apathy. I do however look ******g fantastic in jersey and woolmix! For now my shallowness delights me enough to continue my wankerish behaviours.
Disclaimer over....continue.
p.s.can't get my ******g spell check to work....enjoy my dyslexic phonetics ....
RIP Mickie aka Happychick. You will be missed deeply.
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