I was so tired earlier that I fell asleep writing my True Blood review for Sunday's episode. It's easy to fall asleep while watching TV, but I think it takes a special talent to fall asleep while writing about it. Mid-sentence, no less. I'm pretty special.
So I abandoned True Blood and now I'm watching a bunch of Lost Girl episodes. It's a wild night in Casa Carrie.
Day two of iPhone pictures. I was too tired to get all fancy and Instagram them. And...go.
Breakfast. Not pictured: a large Diet Coke from McDonald's. What, the Starbucks drive-thru line was really long.
~250 calories (Can you tell I really don't like to eat a lot in the morning?)
Lunch. I'm getting good at this picture thing, I think, right? My office was having a going away party for someone. I attempted to make the taco feast healthy by adding delicious taco meat to lettuce and veggies I brought from home. Those poor lonely taco shells I left behind.
~400 calores. Maybe? I dunno.
Aren't you glad I'm here to provide you pictures of food that looks like vomit lovingly splattered on a styrofoam plate? It's a skill. This is actually what I brought to the party: a Strawberry Icebox Cake. It was freaking awesome.
~250 calories (It's small)
Man, that looks gross. It was good. Chicken, veggies, and rice, topped with a random packet of honey mustard sauce I found in my fridge. Hooray for food hoarding.
Day two down. I guess tomorrow I should exercise? Ugh.