Diet... also, Hell Rover Bandies Geekisms.
I'll probably start privlocking these update posts, don't worry. I know diets are terribly boring for those who aren't involved.
But I was either 86.4 or .6 this morning, can't remember now, and thinnnnngs can only get better.
I think the reason I do well with the shakes is that not eating at all is, to put it bluntly, a rock hard thing to do... whereas eating salads is the realm of pansies, girls and metrosexuals, none of which I am, at least full-time.
(Actually I like salad-or salad components eaten separately, depending on the component-but the canteen at work changed hands and the food there is rubbish now.)
Now, fun with anamagrams.
Herm Baskerville:
"Leash Verb Milker"
"A Berserk Hell Vim"
"Barks Eviller Hem".
Herm Diogenes Baskerville:
"Barking Redeems Evil Holes"
"A Berserk Helldog, Semi-Vein"
"Barking Heeds Eviler Moles"
"Love Lies, King H B Redeems. Ar!"
"Hell Rover Debases Mike. Gin!"
"A Helldog Ember Rives Skeins"/"A Helldog Ember: Knives Rise"
"Hell Rover Singed Iambs. Eek!".
My favourite: "Hell Rover Bandies Geekisms".
(Weft suggests "Tutor is Achieve" or "I Teach Vitreous" for Ice. Ice suggests "T' Few" in a Lancashire accent for Weft. Weft suggests "alien stab" for Basaltine. Basaltine suggests "Fake it twisty" for Weft. Weft is now not speaking to Basaltine.)
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