Wait, weight... what?
I was doing so well posting for a while but then work decided to knock me down and steal my lunch money and I got a bit distracted. Also, I don't really have anything particularly fannish to say... at least not until the 24th then I expect there may be words.
So, in the meantime, lets talk about Fibre-One which I am currently very fannish about because under the old Weight Watchers formula half a cup works out to -1.18 pts (that's MINUS 1.18; 15g of fibre people) and cancels out the milk. (celery also owes you points but is less tasty with milk and raspberries)(it is, btw, ecologically henious to buy raspberries here at this time of the year)(mea culpa, still tasty though).
I am not particularly fannish about what I weigh right now. Still 13 pounds under my top weight but 20 pounds over my comfortable weight which is still 15 pounds heavier than what my bird boned doctor says I should weigh. (I say, bite me)(possibly, with ecologically henious raspberries)(Ecologically Henious Raspberries is the name of my new band). Unfortunately, all of my good business clothes were bought at that lower (relatively speaking) weight so I either need to spend money or get my shit together. (hint: money's tight)
Now, as I could eat nothing but Fibre-one and not lose weight unless I excercise, bad poetry may be making a come back in this journal. Maybe; Running with Romanov? Where running will be loosely defined for a few weeks as covering ground in a more or less forward direction. I like the aliteration and Humping with Hawkeye is unfortunately not doable -- regardless of how many calories it may burn.
Pity...
So, in the meantime, lets talk about Fibre-One which I am currently very fannish about because under the old Weight Watchers formula half a cup works out to -1.18 pts (that's MINUS 1.18; 15g of fibre people) and cancels out the milk. (celery also owes you points but is less tasty with milk and raspberries)(it is, btw, ecologically henious to buy raspberries here at this time of the year)(mea culpa, still tasty though).
I am not particularly fannish about what I weigh right now. Still 13 pounds under my top weight but 20 pounds over my comfortable weight which is still 15 pounds heavier than what my bird boned doctor says I should weigh. (I say, bite me)(possibly, with ecologically henious raspberries)(Ecologically Henious Raspberries is the name of my new band). Unfortunately, all of my good business clothes were bought at that lower (relatively speaking) weight so I either need to spend money or get my shit together. (hint: money's tight)
Now, as I could eat nothing but Fibre-one and not lose weight unless I excercise, bad poetry may be making a come back in this journal. Maybe; Running with Romanov? Where running will be loosely defined for a few weeks as covering ground in a more or less forward direction. I like the aliteration and Humping with Hawkeye is unfortunately not doable -- regardless of how many calories it may burn.
Pity...