(no subject)
These last few days my friend has been trying to persuade me to go on a diet with her. I've repeatedly said no and that I didn't want to, and fortunately, her persistance is diminishing. She talks about it a lot, though; even talks about how fun it would be (she seriously has a poor definition of fun). I've actually considered it, but for no real reasons. I have no desire to be thin, except so that I could eat and grow fat again. That's really the only reason I've given it any thought: it would be fun to gain back what I lose. It would simply be something to do; see how easily I can resist the temptation. The thing is, I don't want my friend to lose weight. She's hardly even chubby, let alone fat. She's just a tiny bit heavier than curvy, if even. I wish she wouldn't, and for that reason I make my defense against her wish to diet by telling her that she really doesn't need to and that she's already sexy and gorgeous. I wish that I could find a subtle way to sabotage her diet, because I'm secretly evil like that and would rather see her the way I want her to look instead of supporting her own interest. Maybe I should agree to diet and then, after a little while, break it, unable to resist my urges, and indulge. I could eat in front of her. Do you think she would have the strength to resist, after her pillar of support, or her partner in battle, has given in? Haha, no way would that happen. I don't know what I'll do. I probably shouldn't even be worrying. Knowing her, yes, she will go on the diet; yes, she will lose some weight; however, yes, she will gain it back.
The fact that she wants to diet means something, though, probably. It hopefully means that my work is paying off some. See, I've been the advocate of food and eating among my friends for some time. We freqently go out to restaurants and dine, and also commonly go for dessert. I've even been able to convince the group to go for some extra little stops, for example: to get smoothies or milkshakes as well as dinner and dessert. I'm quite subtle though. Depending upon the circumstances, I sometimes make sure to never eat more than the person eating the most that isn't me. I don't want my friends to think, oh, look how she eats and look how much weight she's put on (which, though it has been mentioned from time to time, is a subject that I've never been harrassed about or have felt too embarrassed over. Anyway, when it is talked about, I mostly like the attention). I always box what's left over and finish the rest at home. But my friends are pretty hearty eaters, so I don't have to worry about going hungry or anything. However, sometimes, if I'm with just a friend or two, I'll make sure to eat a lot so that my friend/s might feel more comfortable and eat more themselves. (Which is also good advice for guys on a date. If a guy eats a puny amount, I'm going to eat a puny amount. I don't like eating more than a guy, at first. It makes me feel awkward. So, eat up guys, that way we girls {or at least me} wont have to go hungry.) Back to my friends: we eat all of the time. Lunch, dinner, dessert, trips to IHOP or Whataburger at 2 in the morning, etc. I've also observed that if only one or two people decide to eat, more will follow. Sitting at a fastfood joint, there are sometimes a few people who decide that they aren't going to eat, but if me or another sits down at the table next to them and begins to munch on my/their burger and fries, the others often times change their mind and get up to place an order.
Anyway, back to my point: My friend who wants to diet has probably gained some weight, thanks to all of our eating, which is sometimes subtley directed or influenced by me. So, go me!
And Wow, after writing all of that I suddenly remember how weird and messed up I am.
Oh Yay! Yesterday, a little girl scout stopped by my house and we bought a dozen boxes of cookies! Joy! Joy!! See, this is no time to be on a diet: it's girl scout cookie season!
The fact that she wants to diet means something, though, probably. It hopefully means that my work is paying off some. See, I've been the advocate of food and eating among my friends for some time. We freqently go out to restaurants and dine, and also commonly go for dessert. I've even been able to convince the group to go for some extra little stops, for example: to get smoothies or milkshakes as well as dinner and dessert. I'm quite subtle though. Depending upon the circumstances, I sometimes make sure to never eat more than the person eating the most that isn't me. I don't want my friends to think, oh, look how she eats and look how much weight she's put on (which, though it has been mentioned from time to time, is a subject that I've never been harrassed about or have felt too embarrassed over. Anyway, when it is talked about, I mostly like the attention). I always box what's left over and finish the rest at home. But my friends are pretty hearty eaters, so I don't have to worry about going hungry or anything. However, sometimes, if I'm with just a friend or two, I'll make sure to eat a lot so that my friend/s might feel more comfortable and eat more themselves. (Which is also good advice for guys on a date. If a guy eats a puny amount, I'm going to eat a puny amount. I don't like eating more than a guy, at first. It makes me feel awkward. So, eat up guys, that way we girls {or at least me} wont have to go hungry.) Back to my friends: we eat all of the time. Lunch, dinner, dessert, trips to IHOP or Whataburger at 2 in the morning, etc. I've also observed that if only one or two people decide to eat, more will follow. Sitting at a fastfood joint, there are sometimes a few people who decide that they aren't going to eat, but if me or another sits down at the table next to them and begins to munch on my/their burger and fries, the others often times change their mind and get up to place an order.
Anyway, back to my point: My friend who wants to diet has probably gained some weight, thanks to all of our eating, which is sometimes subtley directed or influenced by me. So, go me!
And Wow, after writing all of that I suddenly remember how weird and messed up I am.
Oh Yay! Yesterday, a little girl scout stopped by my house and we bought a dozen boxes of cookies! Joy! Joy!! See, this is no time to be on a diet: it's girl scout cookie season!