Day 6 of the Hi-Pro Glow. Sick of meat. Remembering how this went last time. I pretty much stopped eating because I grew to hate proteins. But it works. Staying at under 22 grams of carbs can be made a game. If you care to. Me, I'm not caring. Just keep on keepin' on. My new dress is in the mail. I'll see results soon. The sugar craving is gone. Now there's a longing for bread. And so it goes. It's a luxury to be able to do a hi-pro diet. Kinda shuts my bitching off.
Some news bits:
Mitt's on my spit for later or tomorrow
Hungary's fed up too:
"I do not think it means what you think it means."
Romney outsourced jobs? The dog story isn't bad enough?
We lost Ronald Searle this week. Thank you for St. Trinian's, Mr. Mole.
My favorite Jumbafund vid:
13 hours ago