I Complain A Lot.

Well today started off absolutely splendid.....

I wish.

Woke up constipated and cranky, so, being me, I rush off to take laxatives.

Must eat more fiber and quit with the laxie business.

I also look like an insane person today.

Botched Beach Day and More Incessant Vanity

This morning was terrible.

I am a very bad person and did a very bad thing.

I had tripe and cupcakes for breakfast.

At-Home Hair Dying Shenanagins and Clothes!

I had to go to Walgreen's today for a clinic appointment.

Won't go into all the gruesome details, but suffice it to say I have a Urinary Tract Infection and being on the Depo birth control shot has caused me to be on a mega-period that's lasted 2 weeks.

Both are unfortunate, but meh. Got antibiotics and pain pills that turn my piss bright orange...

Anyways, while I was waiting for my prescription to be filled, the boyfriend and I wandered about Walgreen's and ended up in my usual aisle: hair care.

We browsed the hair colors and eventually I impulse bought a bleaching kit, blonde hair dye, and John Frieda Blonde shampoo and conditioner.

New Diet Plan and More Weight Loss Pictures

I updated the progress page yesterday and all it did was make me realize how awful I've been at keeping up with SparkPeople.

That, combined with actually getting on Wii Fit today - mostly so I could weigh the cat, but also to weigh myself and see my progress - gave me the kick in the ass I needed to actually start caring enough to track what I eat and keep track of my calories burned from exercise.

Hurricanes, haircuts, and pizza - Oh my!

Well it's beginning to look like Hurricane Irene is going to miss Florida and run on into the Carolinas instead.

And I am totally okay with that, haha.

I was not really looking forward to my first hurricane, so hopefully I'll just have to deal with a bit more rain than usual and that's it.

So, Jaks, what's on the agenda for today...

....Hmm, no homework.

Looks like I'll be cleaning house, watching What Not To Wear and Law & Order, and blogging today.

The liquid fasting in preparation for beach-time didn't exactly work out as planned.

The boyfriend took a break in-between WoW raids and wanted to get dinner. I decided to tag along with the expectation that... I'm not even sure what my thinking was. I realize that I have no will power. I should have known immediately that going with him would end in me eating.

We decide on Steak 'n Shake and, in an attempt to feel better about my late-night diet ruining, I got three Frisco shooters instead of a full-size Frisco sandwich. Oh, and they come with fries.

Beachy McBeacherson over here...

In keeping with my shopping addiction as of late, I went to Target and browsed their swimsuits to see if anything was on sale.

They didn't really have much on sale - or much at all for that matter, but our apartment complex has two swimming pools and I live 20 minutes away from the beach and I have been to neither because all I own is a bikini and I refuse to go out in public and have complete strangers see my strange, distended belly falling out of a bikini.

Blargh.

Fuck it

Laxatives.

Please stop tearing apart my stomach and intestines.

Why did I even start taking you again?

Oh, right.

Because I've been craving dessert and pizza and french fries and horrible foods all week.

And I've been giving in to my cravings.

And now I must get rid of everything that's stuck inside me.

I feel fat.

And bloated.

Because I am.

I think it's time to commit me....

.....for my shopping addiction.

Sunday night the boyfriend had to go to bed early so that he could get up for class on Monday. I tried my hardest, but couldn't fall asleep.

Here's my cue to camp out in the living room and browse the internets on the laptop.

While I was browsing, I came across a story about Banana Republic coming out with a Mad Men collection. Coming out? No. CAME OUT.

Red Alert in the Southern Quadrant!

Oh, the humanity of it all.

The most dangerous of dangers attacked my nether regions in July.

No, not lit up genitalia.

And not STDs.

This was purely self-inflicted, though I suppose you could argue that STDs are at least partially self-inflicted.

Fat Cat

It would figure that my cat would be like me in every way imaginable.

We took Jaks to the vet to have his post-coming home check-up and get his rabies shot done. The fluffy guy hid underneath our chairs the entire time, making himself cozy in a little kitty cave. He tends to hide if there's even a hint of light, natural or otherwise.

The vet hefted him onto the counter and took his weight. 12 lbs.

12 lbs!

Apparently 8 to 11 lbs is average for cats.

He is a rather large specimen - and not just because of his protruding belly. He's just a large cat.

Okay, maybe because of his belly...

Laziest weight loss triumph EVER

Mid-June I got down to 120, briefly 119. I was ecstatic.

I then moved back in with my gramma for about 3 weeks until the move to Florida.

I got back up to 123 lbs and had no access to the gym and was constantly tempted by her farm-wife cooking and discount bakery purchases. That woman is the Queen of Unhealth, I swear.

I hovered at 123 lbs for approximately a month.

I finally bought a new scale, and this time got a dial scale instead of a digital, at the suggestion of Mich and many others.

I stayed at 123 until the beginning of August, when I started magically losing weight.

I've now gotten down to 117 lbs. Officially under 120 lbs - time to get that tattoo. :D

How did I do it?

Lightning bolts or Pikachu tails, YOU DECIDE!
(They're Pikachu tails, don't kid yourself.)

Finally, an update from Florida! Pic obese

It's been a long month.... a little bit longer than a month....

On July 12th, the boyfriend and I began the long drive to Florida. After driving through 6 states, we finally arrived at our new apartment on July 14th.

My aunt and her boyfriend were already staying in Miami with her boyfriend's sister. Long story short, their living situation wasn't working out, so we offered to let them stay with us for a while until they decided what they wanted to do.

The next two weeks were filled with a multitude of trips to IKEA, furniture shopping, hours spent in Target, and getting acclimated with our new life in Florida.

We immediately bought a cat the day after moving in. Knowing me, it would have been a travesty if we hadn't gotten a cat as soon as possible. ;)