So far, so good.

It's June 6th now and I'm satisfied with how things have been going. I started this weekly ritual a while ago where I use Saturdays to stuff my face, and this past Saturday was no different. I went to the binge-iest of binge-y places: Olive Garden. Surprisingly, I wasn't able to finish what awaited me at the trough. Still, it was a nice change from the predictable Lean Cuisines and grapes I've been eating. As I type this, I'm laughing because it's only been 6 days (well, 5, really, because it's still early) and I'm patting myself on the back for only having binged once. Meh. Psychological games are fun, aren't they?

I haven't been feeling that great lately. I don't know if the things I'm feeling are just small and my anxiety is making them seem more serious or not. Anxiety is the damnedest thing. I don't really want to elaborate, but I will say that I really need to get off of my ass and start moving around or my health is going to suffer. I have to convince that kid of mine that wandering around a mall without buying anything is a good idea. Actually, I need to convince myself that wandering around a mall without buying anything is a good idea. Maybe I'll look into a YMCA membership. I'd love to start swimming and since I've put forth a good effort in not making friends for the entire time I've lived here, I'm not ashamed to show up in a swimsuit in all of my exposed, dimply glory.

It's just about lunchtime and I'm trying to figure out what to eat. Spaghetti? Grapes? Spaghetti and grapes? I know, I know...sounds so pretentious and gourmet. Don't envy me.

As for an update on my miniature goal, I had a 5-pound loss at my weigh-in on Saturday. I know that was water weight so I won't get my hopes up too high. If I can maintain that loss, I'll only need another 5-pound loss over a 4-week period to meet my miniature goal. I have another goal I'd like to meet as well. It requires that I hit a specific number on the scale and then I'll do something out of the ordinary and (attempt to) set up a "date" with a dude I met in my last semester of college. I put date in quotations because I'm not sure how I feel about it being romantic, but I do like having him as a friend. Why am I talking about this? It's ridiculous. And I'm lonely...so lonely.. I kid, I kid.