  7:34 a.m. Sunday, Day 146. Day 3 of Meat Fest. I'm up much too early this morning, been awake since about 5:30. Since we didn't go to bed until after midnight, I'm dragging a bit. Couldn't sleep anymore, though, so I figured I'll get up and then have a lovely afternoon nap later. Ahhh. A whopping 2049 calories yesterday. I'm not entirely sure that's accurate; I'm finding it harder to quantify what I'm eating. I might be overestimating. That's okay; I'm not so concerned with calories this week, I just want to have a ballpark idea of where I am. I estimate 22 grams of carbs. Still not enjoying the low-carb plan. I'm not going to torture myself with it — if I feel awful I'll quit — but if possible I want to do it for the week.
I have been feeling rather tired, but since this has been during two drinking days, that could easily account for it. Also getting 4 hours of sleep might be a contributing factor. I'm planning to buy a new dress for our dinner next week. I am hoping hoping hoping that I can fit into a 20. I guess it will depend on the dress — I have some 20s in my closet right now that are too big for me, and some 22s that are too small. I'm planning on Dress Barn (isn't that a lovely name? Moo. ) since they have the larger sizes. But their dresses are a little strange, it's hard to find something good. A lot of their stock is the kind of thing you see TV evangelists wearing on Sunday morning.
I may be fashion-retarded, but that is not my first choice. Wouldn't it be cool, oh so cool, to shop in a regular store? I'm hoping for that to happen someday. Talked to Daisy this morning, and I am so happy. Have you noticed that I hardly mention her anymore? That's because I never see her, because the evil ho-bag is working a very demanding temp job and interviewing two and three times a week.
I'm really keeping my fingers crossed for her to land a good job, so that a) she will be able to pay her bills, and b) she can hire me. Actually, reverse the order of those two items. Anyway, we're having dinner tomorrow at her house, where I will eat meat meat meat meat meat and we can drink and talk all night. Can't wait. 
