Mostly Semantics

Cayenne pills are really helpful. Still no juicer… I mean, I should just drive over to Tweaks/CV/SBug’s house (don’t you guys have a name for it yet?) and get it, but… what if I pass out? Anyway, it’s going fine. Still no work poops, much less pants-poops. Incredibly liquidy in the morning now, virtually nothing in the evening - though not nothing, which is more than the last two days. I don’t really get it - I thought this was supposed to make me poop away my toxins. I know that I have toxins - I’ve gotta be full of them. Where is the weird poo? Oh, my scale this morning said I weighed 319, then when I got home 354. It’s a pretty great scale.

So really not a ton to report. The cayenne is irritating even when I mix it in directly… so I figured out a way around it - cayenne in pill form! This is, perhaps, my first deviation from the rules as given, but I feel it’s a pretty minor one. I grow weary of juicing lemons. Tweaks was supposed to bring me a juicer tonight, but forgot. Even though it was written on her hand. Thanks, Tweaks. Overall, I am growing tired of the lemonade. Something about the maple syrup… there’s too much, um, flavor, or something. It affects my sinuses, I think. I feel it behind my nose. My poops were the same, basically, as yesterday - liquidy in the morning, phantom when I got home. No pants-shitting yet. In fact, no work shitting yet. It’s basically nice - I’m not even particularly hungry, though food smells fucking great. Food always smells fucking great. I did have to catch myself a couple of times today when my instinct just said “pick up that food there and eat it.” I weighed the same earlier as I did yesterday - 322 and change. I could stand on that thing three times and get three different weights, though. Maybe I should start averaging? Meh. Sleep now.

Firstly, thanks for all the comments, I appreciate both the well-wishes and the, er, hateration. Like Barry Bonds and Dick Cheney and I imagine all great men, your ire, it only fuels me. Actually I know that you all only care about me, and thus: the update.

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This one’s been a long time coming. Many… probably most of you… are familiar at this point with what my plan is. This is all part and parcel of what I’ve been terming “A Renewed Commitment to a Healthier MBG.” Just in case I haven’t told you already, though, allow me to explain. (more…)

Well, what Tweaksy wants, Tweaksy gets, it would seem. Not that there was a chance in hell I was going to neglect writing up one of the most surreal concertgoing experiences of my life, but it’s nice to know we’re her go-to review, especially considering how unprofessional my reviews tend to be. The short story: last night we saw Radiohead at Nissan Pavilion in, I’m pretty sure, Burma.

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