Flipflops in the Rain


get in my belly!

i know you’re all dying to know how my fast food fast is going. weeeeelll. it’s going.

the problem with my new “diet” (three weeks tomorrow — yea!) is that i’m always, always hungry. Usually, pre-fast, gorging on a chikin sandwich and milkshake would fill me up for most the day. Now, i’m eating trail mix by the gallon, drooling over thoughts of Mexican food and wasting loads of money on snack foods for my desk (the rationale being that i won’t pop over to chik fil a or taco bell if i have enough food at my desk). even as i’m writing this, my eyes are wandering over to the box of triscuits. i’m. not. even. HUNGRY.

someone help me. how do i curb these cravings?

oh, yeah. and gym at least once a week? fail. how can i gym it when i’m bogged down by all this excess salty snack weight?



we all have our demons.

thinking before i act.
bottling up my anger.
sticking my foot in my mouth.
acting stubborn.
acting lazy.
acting passive aggressive.
needing to win.
wanting what i can’t have.
biting my nails.
getting destructively bored.
never making up my mind.
always changing my mind.
forgetting to write.
remembering the little stuff.
holding a grudge.
crying too much.
drinking too much.
eating too much.
exercising too little.
not trusting enough.
trusting too much.
thinking too much.