| Monday, December 10th, 2001
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The problem with weighing in after PT is I never know how to accurately take into account water. Take this morning for example...I wieghed myself after PT to find that I've lost 5lbs since last monday? Now I had a good feeling about the way the diet was going, but five pounds in one week is a bit extreme. Obviously I was less hydrated today than I was last monday...so was it 1lb, 2lbs, 3lbs,4lbs? I wouldn't say 5 because I know I've had to at least shed SOME poundage...After cutting out virtually ALL carbs, eating much smaller meals, tons of potatoes w/o butter (or so little butter it's like half a serving) and fat free sour cream (a potato with sour cream and no butter is kinda odd tasting...I can't decide if it's good odd or bad odd.), and none of those late night snacks that have been haunting me the last few months...I surely wish I could find fat free and low cal butter somewhere. Eh. Staff Duty Friday. Have I ever mentioned how much staff duty blows chunks? Well this time it wasn't quite so bad...managed to be occupied most of the day and a small portion of the evening. Went out on a jaunt with D saturday night. Played pool as is our usual gig, then headed south in search of a little hole in the wall out in the boondocks bar...which we found... What we got when we found there was a night to (never) forget. It was this little podunk basement type bar it seemed. there were six seats at the counter and a little living room type set up behind us...all in this prison cell sized room. Two barkeeps behind the little counter making these crepes and seaweed/tuna mixes (japanese beer nuts basically). Four local nationals...to include one VERY drunk local national that insisted D and I sing Karokee and would have none of our defensive postering. We sat there maybe fort five minutes, tops...the whole time feeling extremely weird with the nationals attempting to speak to us some english and not quite making it understandable...After the drunkard put his arm around D and seemed to reach for his ass...we bolted. The guy (who had previously tried to get me to go outside with him--something I was having nothing of) followed us outside and wouldn't leave me alone until he hugged me. I hugged me then turned and walked, very fast, to the car. D caught up seconds later and we were gone city. Very very odd encounter. current mood: awake
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