TV and Dinners

I don't diet on Saturdays

That's a rule I just made up, because I didn't technically "diet" yesterday and then I forgot to post. Instead, I spent most of the day on my couch in agony. Lately every time I eat eggs (which I did for breakfast yesterday) I get extreme nausea. I ate nothing between 9am and 8pm, when I went out and got a chicken sandwich from Wendy's because it was the only food on the entire Earth that sounded appetizing. Because of this nausea I missed a barbeque at a friend's house, so screw you, eggs.

Today was much better, stomach-wise, and I actually got a little exercise in by going on a walk with a few friends. We went at 8:30am and it was already a billion degrees, so this summer is sure to be fun. Somehow they talked me into training for a 5k, which if you know me is hilarious. I'm sure it will be an epic disaster, but I'm down to humiliate myself in the name of fitness if they are.

Today's eats. Breakfast was yogurt (140 calories), but I forgot to take a picture. Instead, please enjoy this picture of Penn Badgley in jorts, drinking out of a coconut.

He is ridiculous.

I decided to go see a movie (Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, which was surprisingly touching) and grabbed a salad from Qdoba. This is basically the best thing on their menu.

Mango and chicken salad, ~350 calories

I also ate about a million saltines before leaving the house. Or 12. At some point I also had an ice cream cone from McDonald's. 170 calories of pure deliciousness.

Dinner was another salad, because this heat is making my brain fry. I didn't even want to turn on the stove so I bought a rotisserie chicken at the grocery store. Best decision ever.

Greek chicken salad, with a side of aliens.

~475 calories

Now I'm watching The Newsroom and kind of hating it. Shrug.

Diets make me tired?

I was so tired earlier that I fell asleep writing my True Blood review for Sunday's episode. It's easy to fall asleep while watching TV, but I think it takes a special talent to fall asleep while writing about it. Mid-sentence, no less. I'm pretty special.

So I abandoned True Blood and now I'm watching a bunch of Lost Girl episodes. It's a wild night in Casa Carrie.

Day two of iPhone pictures. I was too tired to get all fancy and Instagram them. And...go.

 

Breakfast. Not pictured: a large Diet Coke from McDonald's. What, the Starbucks drive-thru line was really long.

~250 calories (Can you tell I really don't like to eat a lot in the morning?)

 

Lunch. I'm getting good at this picture thing, I think, right? My office was having a going away party for someone. I attempted to make the taco feast healthy by adding delicious taco meat to lettuce and veggies I brought from home. Those poor lonely taco shells I left behind.

~400 calores. Maybe? I dunno.

 

Aren't you glad I'm here to provide you pictures of food that looks like vomit lovingly splattered on a styrofoam plate? It's a skill. This is actually what I brought to the party: a Strawberry Icebox Cake. It was freaking awesome. 

~250 calories (It's small)

 

Man, that looks gross. It was good. Chicken, veggies, and rice, topped with a random packet of honey mustard sauce I found in my fridge. Hooray for food hoarding.

~550 calories

 

Day two down. I guess tomorrow I should exercise? Ugh.