Decided to experiment with drinking night last night with mixed results.
Weight: 295.5 lbs
Body Fat: 40.6%
Water: 45.5%
I stuck to my routine during work and before work, but when I got home, I had a peanut butter sandwich made with raisin bread and an orange, prior to playing Halo and drinking Diet Dr. Pepper and Rum. You see, I'm a firm believer in a solid carb base prior to commencing to drinking. At around midnight, I had Jimmy Johns delivered, and I ate a Gargantuan (all the things) before going to bed (I have a Club Lulu, which is bacon and turkey, in the fridge for tonight).
Clearly, this didn't work out perfectly, so I will moderate my activity tonight a little better and see how the results go. Perhaps I will eat half the Club Lulu prior to consuming adult beverages, and the other half when I go all "I must consume all the things!".
At any rate, I'm grabbing breakfast and setting up my dinner/lunch for work as I usually do, because there's always overtime to be had here.
Enjoy your Saturday, Fatheads!
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July 16, 2011
March 26, 2011
Whiskey You're The Devil
I had some fun last night, fatheads. I went out, grabbed some fish appetizers for dinner, and proceeded to drink only whiskey/scotch for my entire evening.
Weight: 284.7 lbs
Body Fat: 37.7%
Water: 47.7%
Of course as any of you serious whiskey drinkers might know, whiskey will give you serious cotton mouth/dehydration in the morning. I just drank a G2 with a half-gallon of water back, and I'm feelling much more hydrated. I had much fun last night, and had some fun times. Went out with coworkers to a bar called Henry's downtown, where they have live music after 10. The band wasn't bad, and it was an enjoyable experience.
I'm working today, but I volunteered for a split-shift, so I have some time until I said I'd be in. I may go to the Verizon store and buy an iPad on the way to work, because they just dropped the price by 100 bucks. Unfortunately, they only have original flavor, but it's cheap enough that I can probably justify (to myself, through deceit and subterfuge) upgrading to a 2 or a 3 at the appropriate time.
Later, Fatheads.
Weight: 284.7 lbs
Body Fat: 37.7%
Water: 47.7%
Of course as any of you serious whiskey drinkers might know, whiskey will give you serious cotton mouth/dehydration in the morning. I just drank a G2 with a half-gallon of water back, and I'm feelling much more hydrated. I had much fun last night, and had some fun times. Went out with coworkers to a bar called Henry's downtown, where they have live music after 10. The band wasn't bad, and it was an enjoyable experience.
I'm working today, but I volunteered for a split-shift, so I have some time until I said I'd be in. I may go to the Verizon store and buy an iPad on the way to work, because they just dropped the price by 100 bucks. Unfortunately, they only have original flavor, but it's cheap enough that I can probably justify (to myself, through deceit and subterfuge) upgrading to a 2 or a 3 at the appropriate time.
Later, Fatheads.
March 21, 2011
Tourism Weekend
Well, Fatheads, it's been a very exciting weekend here down in Charleston. I apparently took about 2 gigs worth of pictures while my brother was visiting, and much exciting food and drink was consumed as a part of our tourist experience.
Weight: 298.4 lbs
Body Fat: 41.4%
Water: 44.9%
But now, the weekend is over, and it's time to assess the damage. I'm up about 10 lbs from Friday, although much of that is almost certainly water weight. We had a great time checking out the many exciting restaurants the city has to offer, as well as imbibing at what might be called an unhealthy level by some, but I would refer to as a properly robust level.
This is a digital photograph of someone painting a building. Unfortunately, there exists no proper photograph of the fantastic meals we ate, which encompassed the entirety of exciting food options from the city. Several meals of seafood, along with one of our more exciting pizza joints here in town.
Today, it's back to the typical foods: South Beach snack bar for breakfast, then typical snacks/lunch during the day at work. What little remains of the "guest food" is either going in to work with me today or it's going in the trash. I need to keep some snacks around for poker night, but I can ignore that stuff if it's shoved away in a drawer. My feet are beat to hell from some of the walking this weekend (the shoes I wore Saturday night were definitely not intended for either walking or stumbling whatever distance was involved) so I'm probably going to try and take it easy on my feet for a few days, after which I'll get back on the elliptical to punish my horrible body for my sins.
In somewhat similar news, the brother just got one of the new fondle-slabs and has been showing it off this weekend, giving me a desire to own one of my very own. I'm thinking that, after I do my taxes, I'll look at possibly buying one. My typical buying pattern for Apple products is to wait until about 4-6 months, minimum, after the version I want comes out and just buy a refurb, but I may decided to break that pattern for the touchiness. I'm happy with my current Dell monstrosity of a laptop, so I don't really need a new primary computing device, and I have some problems with the idea of buying a not-entire-new-computer for a price higher than that of my last new main computer, but screw it. We wants it.
Experience terror. Those are the most lifeless, zombified eyes I've ever seen. Looking at them, one can't help but feel that the deep ones are reaching out for the minds and souls of the innocent YouTube user, carelessly meandering the net, looking only to understand a strange new meme. There can be no help for any of us now. The God is dead, and the old ones have come, all that can be hoped for is to be eaten first before we are driven to self-immolating insanity by the ones to whom we are as ants. IA IA! Cthulu Ftagn!
Here, an autotune palate cleanser. I'm so sorry to have done that to any of you so early in the morning, I know I won't be the same ever again.
Well, I'm off to the shower and then work, after which I need to take the bro to the airport.
Keep the faith, Fatheads, we'll get there.
Weight: 298.4 lbs
Body Fat: 41.4%
Water: 44.9%
But now, the weekend is over, and it's time to assess the damage. I'm up about 10 lbs from Friday, although much of that is almost certainly water weight. We had a great time checking out the many exciting restaurants the city has to offer, as well as imbibing at what might be called an unhealthy level by some, but I would refer to as a properly robust level.
This is a digital photograph of someone painting a building. Unfortunately, there exists no proper photograph of the fantastic meals we ate, which encompassed the entirety of exciting food options from the city. Several meals of seafood, along with one of our more exciting pizza joints here in town.
Today, it's back to the typical foods: South Beach snack bar for breakfast, then typical snacks/lunch during the day at work. What little remains of the "guest food" is either going in to work with me today or it's going in the trash. I need to keep some snacks around for poker night, but I can ignore that stuff if it's shoved away in a drawer. My feet are beat to hell from some of the walking this weekend (the shoes I wore Saturday night were definitely not intended for either walking or stumbling whatever distance was involved) so I'm probably going to try and take it easy on my feet for a few days, after which I'll get back on the elliptical to punish my horrible body for my sins.
In somewhat similar news, the brother just got one of the new fondle-slabs and has been showing it off this weekend, giving me a desire to own one of my very own. I'm thinking that, after I do my taxes, I'll look at possibly buying one. My typical buying pattern for Apple products is to wait until about 4-6 months, minimum, after the version I want comes out and just buy a refurb, but I may decided to break that pattern for the touchiness. I'm happy with my current Dell monstrosity of a laptop, so I don't really need a new primary computing device, and I have some problems with the idea of buying a not-entire-new-computer for a price higher than that of my last new main computer, but screw it. We wants it.
Experience terror. Those are the most lifeless, zombified eyes I've ever seen. Looking at them, one can't help but feel that the deep ones are reaching out for the minds and souls of the innocent YouTube user, carelessly meandering the net, looking only to understand a strange new meme. There can be no help for any of us now. The God is dead, and the old ones have come, all that can be hoped for is to be eaten first before we are driven to self-immolating insanity by the ones to whom we are as ants. IA IA! Cthulu Ftagn!
Here, an autotune palate cleanser. I'm so sorry to have done that to any of you so early in the morning, I know I won't be the same ever again.
Well, I'm off to the shower and then work, after which I need to take the bro to the airport.
Keep the faith, Fatheads, we'll get there.
March 18, 2011
Weekend Happy Times
I've got family visiting this weekend, and it's been an excuse for me to spend this whole week cleaning and reorganizing my apartment. I just walked out of my bathroom last night, after having finished, and said: "holy shit, it looks like an actual adult lives here".
Weight: 289.6 lbs
Body Fat: 39.4%
Water: 46.4%
Albeit a somewhat nerdy, possibly immature adult (the game consoles in multiple rooms of the house and art deco-style anti-cylon propaganda posters and "see the verse" travel posters on the walls give it away, not to mention the two Halo Legendary Edition [3 and reach]) but still, an adult. I don't think my last apartment ever achieved this level of organization. Possibly cleanliness, but definitely not organization.
At any rate, it's Friday, so small meals only, and no meat. I'll basically be grabbing South Beach and Nutrisystem bars for breakfast, lunch and afternoon snack, and heading out to dinner with the family when they arrive.
Also, I think I have a new favorite meme, and this is my new favorite picture from it:
Originally seen here.
I won't be posting/getting weighed over the weekend. Company means I'll be eating out for most meals and doing some amount of drinking (there's a fresh Cornelius keg of Sam Adams in the kegerator). Have a safe and enjoyable weekend, and don't do anything Gary Busey wouldn't do.
That's all I've got, Fatheads.
Weight: 289.6 lbs
Body Fat: 39.4%
Water: 46.4%
Albeit a somewhat nerdy, possibly immature adult (the game consoles in multiple rooms of the house and art deco-style anti-cylon propaganda posters and "see the verse" travel posters on the walls give it away, not to mention the two Halo Legendary Edition [3 and reach]) but still, an adult. I don't think my last apartment ever achieved this level of organization. Possibly cleanliness, but definitely not organization.
At any rate, it's Friday, so small meals only, and no meat. I'll basically be grabbing South Beach and Nutrisystem bars for breakfast, lunch and afternoon snack, and heading out to dinner with the family when they arrive.
Also, I think I have a new favorite meme, and this is my new favorite picture from it:
Originally seen here.
I won't be posting/getting weighed over the weekend. Company means I'll be eating out for most meals and doing some amount of drinking (there's a fresh Cornelius keg of Sam Adams in the kegerator). Have a safe and enjoyable weekend, and don't do anything Gary Busey wouldn't do.
That's all I've got, Fatheads.
February 26, 2011
I Can't Recommend This Article
I had a fairly fun-filled and exciting Friday evening last night, as some of you may know. I hit the bars/clubs downtown and consumed spirits and other adult beverages with friends of ill repute from my college days, as well as a few of my coworkers.
Weight: 298.2 lbs
Body Fat: 40.9%
Water: 45.3%
I did have a few beers and a rather starchy/fatty dinner (steak frites) so I expect that the "weight loss" over yesterday is purely dehydration.
Tonight: drinking and board games with nerds. Think I'll take it a bit easy on the booze (I like to lie to myself) tonight, since I had so much fun last night. I've only got another week up here, then I can get back home to my proper diet foods and all that goodness.
So, here is where music goes, but I was going to grab a later lyric from the song and started to type the first lyric into Google to get the full set of lyrics to make sure I wasn't fucking it up. As I typed the words in, I got the following screencap. Now, that is a book with a sassy-looking woman on the cover, and therefore only something I would read if it were a free Kindle book. Man, this is definitely one of those things I can't write about without it turning sexist real quick. She's so hot she's making me sexist... bitch.
And that's how I went from posting Jay-Z to Flight of the Conchords. Cool story, right bro?
On another tangential note: I don't do libraries. I read a ton of books, and I like free things, but I don't do libraries. Readers can be divided into two groups (ok, readers can be divided in many ways, but each of those many sub-groups can be further divided into these two groups, so roll with it you contentious ass): those who love libraries and library books and those who need to own a book. There's a thousand different reasons we non-libary people can come up with to justify this position, but it all boils down to a simple thing:
Whether it be paperback, hardcover or e-book, we like buying and owning books. I could tell you that it's about supporting the people who write what I like, which is true, but I also sometimes buy books I know I'm going to hate.
My default reaction of hate and vengeance would seem to dictate that I would either pirate these books or go to the library to read them to deny the author my sweet sweet cash, but I buy them. Maybe it's more of a compulsion than anything, but it's a relatively inexpensive one in terms of buying books that are terrible.
On the other hand, and this is me, not non-library people in general, I absolutely hate receiving books as gifts. I don't think I've ever read a book I didn't pick up off the shelf in a store or select on the internet and determined that I wanted to read outside of academia. Even if it's a book that I may be interested in and that I might enjoy, I never read them. They have a particular place on my bookshelf, and when it gets too full, I start tossing books.
Related somewhat to this is the fact that I throw out all self help/improvement books I'm given. OF ANY KIND. For a long time, I kept them on that shelf out of guilt about getting rid of gifts, but a few years ago, I realized that it was pointless. I'm fairly certain everyone I know now knows this about me, because I haven't received any in awhile, and I feel a little bit bad about some of the hurt feelings, but mo sociopathy keeps me warm at night.
I've never felt that real character or skill growth can happen in a controlled manner, for me, at least, it always has to come organically. A (well-written) piece of fiction about a character with traits that you think you would like to emulate is a much better way to learn to be self-confident than reading a book about how you should accept you as a person because you and EVERYONE DESERVES A NEW CAR BECAUSE THEY ARE AWESOME AND HATERS GONNA HATE BUT EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL AND SPECIAL AND WONDERFUL AND I'M FAT AGAIN AN...
Ahem, tangent. Really, mind-fucking your way to success is what it's all about. Read many books about protagonists with traits that you'd like to see in yourself, and you may start to see them. I have a bad habit of picking up dialogue from certain characters in books I read, which can get a bit strange, especially if I'm on a British author kick. Especially a British author that loves to deliberately butcher both English and Latin phrases to make a funny. DAMN YOU PRATCHETT!
I think I'm just going to cut myself off here, because I'm about six steps beyond rambling and when I start to get angry about talk-show hosts and satire authors, that's when I know it's time to stop blogging and start drinking.
Have a pleasant weekend, Fatheads.
Weight: 298.2 lbs
Body Fat: 40.9%
Water: 45.3%
I did have a few beers and a rather starchy/fatty dinner (steak frites) so I expect that the "weight loss" over yesterday is purely dehydration.
Tonight: drinking and board games with nerds. Think I'll take it a bit easy on the booze (I like to lie to myself) tonight, since I had so much fun last night. I've only got another week up here, then I can get back home to my proper diet foods and all that goodness.
So, here is where music goes, but I was going to grab a later lyric from the song and started to type the first lyric into Google to get the full set of lyrics to make sure I wasn't fucking it up. As I typed the words in, I got the following screencap. Now, that is a book with a sassy-looking woman on the cover, and therefore only something I would read if it were a free Kindle book. Man, this is definitely one of those things I can't write about without it turning sexist real quick. She's so hot she's making me sexist... bitch.
And that's how I went from posting Jay-Z to Flight of the Conchords. Cool story, right bro?
On another tangential note: I don't do libraries. I read a ton of books, and I like free things, but I don't do libraries. Readers can be divided into two groups (ok, readers can be divided in many ways, but each of those many sub-groups can be further divided into these two groups, so roll with it you contentious ass): those who love libraries and library books and those who need to own a book. There's a thousand different reasons we non-libary people can come up with to justify this position, but it all boils down to a simple thing:
Whether it be paperback, hardcover or e-book, we like buying and owning books. I could tell you that it's about supporting the people who write what I like, which is true, but I also sometimes buy books I know I'm going to hate.
My default reaction of hate and vengeance would seem to dictate that I would either pirate these books or go to the library to read them to deny the author my sweet sweet cash, but I buy them. Maybe it's more of a compulsion than anything, but it's a relatively inexpensive one in terms of buying books that are terrible.
On the other hand, and this is me, not non-library people in general, I absolutely hate receiving books as gifts. I don't think I've ever read a book I didn't pick up off the shelf in a store or select on the internet and determined that I wanted to read outside of academia. Even if it's a book that I may be interested in and that I might enjoy, I never read them. They have a particular place on my bookshelf, and when it gets too full, I start tossing books.
Related somewhat to this is the fact that I throw out all self help/improvement books I'm given. OF ANY KIND. For a long time, I kept them on that shelf out of guilt about getting rid of gifts, but a few years ago, I realized that it was pointless. I'm fairly certain everyone I know now knows this about me, because I haven't received any in awhile, and I feel a little bit bad about some of the hurt feelings, but mo sociopathy keeps me warm at night.
I've never felt that real character or skill growth can happen in a controlled manner, for me, at least, it always has to come organically. A (well-written) piece of fiction about a character with traits that you think you would like to emulate is a much better way to learn to be self-confident than reading a book about how you should accept you as a person because you and EVERYONE DESERVES A NEW CAR BECAUSE THEY ARE AWESOME AND HATERS GONNA HATE BUT EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL AND SPECIAL AND WONDERFUL AND I'M FAT AGAIN AN...
Ahem, tangent. Really, mind-fucking your way to success is what it's all about. Read many books about protagonists with traits that you'd like to see in yourself, and you may start to see them. I have a bad habit of picking up dialogue from certain characters in books I read, which can get a bit strange, especially if I'm on a British author kick. Especially a British author that loves to deliberately butcher both English and Latin phrases to make a funny. DAMN YOU PRATCHETT!
I think I'm just going to cut myself off here, because I'm about six steps beyond rambling and when I start to get angry about talk-show hosts and satire authors, that's when I know it's time to stop blogging and start drinking.
Have a pleasant weekend, Fatheads.
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