diet

Weight Watchers. I'm doing it. And I've decided to write about it because otherwise I will eat Truman who is sleeping innocently in my office doorway right now and I'm pretty sure I would get fired for that sort of behavior.
I am so hungry.
Right about now I start asking myself why I pull these sort of hijinks on my poor self. Right about now I can't remember because my body it cannibalizing itself starting with my brain. I think it had something to do with not wanting to be a fat ass or wanting to be more conscientious about eating things that are good for me or some crap like that.
I really can't believe I'm this hungry. I mean I really can't believe it; was I eating a Big Mac every hour on the hour last week? In my memory of life before three days ago- which is getting foggier by the second, I ate less than 200 calories for breakfast and never ate dinner. I think the key to my existence pre-diet was snacking though which I'm too scared to do now because every friggin thing that passes my lips has to be accounted for.
When you let your eyes go out of focus, Truman sort of looks like a bulldog shaped cake.
Mark came up with a really helpful solution though. "What you need to do, is to eliminate your desire for food." He's such a sage.
I am so hungry.