So I ate like a loon for 4 days (heh, pun, like it??), subsisting on lemon juice and vegetable broth and stuff like that, and then I had a couple of days where I eased back in grains (whole oats, mmmmmm) and corn.
I had some eggs last night, with spinach and cheese. That concluded the easing back in to normal phase, I think.
Had a *bite* of the kids' whole wheat bagel w/ cream cheese today, too. And some of the homemade blueberry pie I waxed poetically about the other day.
That concludes that shitty part of this blog post. Really.
Now on to the totally inane: I think I am going to flake out on quitting men like I flaked out on fasting and "finding myself". I don't know, it sounds like a good idea, but really... I don't know. This is tougher than I wagered it would be. It's not just quitting men in actuality, to COUNT they have to be completely out of my thoughts as well.
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LOL, I'm reading but I don't g.a.f. Ha! Just kiddin'. Well..whatever it is you write about, BS or otherwise, you are a good writer. Your personal life amuses me :)
Quitting the opposite sex is impossible, thanks to our crazy hormones.
You can't fight it. The best analogy I can think of is hunger. If you shop when hungry, you end up buying junk food. If you shop before you get hungry, you have the option of buying healthy food. The longer you let yourself stew in hormones, the more likely you are to settle for junk food.
At least, that has been my experience with dating women.
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