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Well, okay then.
I have acid-green toes with sparklies. This is good. After that, went to the Old Town (bar) with Brian, and had a just-right burger (they _know_ what "rare" means) with all the fixings...well, except the bun of course...and a BEER! For some values of. It was Amstel Light, which has only 5 carbs, and tastes like it. But it was close enough for pretend. Then back to his place for a nice bit of rolling around, and now to sleep, I hope. I'd like to have a nice big whomp of rest to prepare for the weekend: tomorrow is tramping around in the rain helping Kathryn find a wedding dress, and Sunday is paintball! w00t! (Even if half the people who said they were coming lamed out.)
When your mama said "don't eat chocolate, it'll give you zits", she was apparently right. Since I started Atkins, my complexion has stayed clearer than it's ever been since I moved to this city of vast oily dirt. Not even my usual progesterone-triggered guests have shown up. (Specifically, I guess it's really refined sugar in general; I never ate all that much actual chocolate to begin with.)
When your mama said "don't eat chocolate, it'll give you zits", she was apparently right. Since I started Atkins, my complexion has stayed clearer than it's ever been since I moved to this city of vast oily dirt. Not even my usual progesterone-triggered guests have shown up. (Specifically, I guess it's really refined sugar in general; I never ate all that much actual chocolate to begin with.)