It is 1:15A. I was in bed at 10:30 trying to get some sleep and just kept coughing. I am out of NyQuil. I just downed a jigger of Dewar's Whiskey and spit half of it all over the counter because I've not done a shot like that since college. Holy Crapoly. It burned my throat and has made me a little drowsy, but my cough won't let up when I lay down. I can keep it at bay when I sit up. So I'm sitting here in the extra bedroom typing, wearing a pair of too-small Sylvester the Cat slippers that I found in my daughter's closet, a blanket over my shoulders, drinking peppermint tea.
I was reading people's journals, but it was making me feel like one of the Brontë sisters about my journal entries. Perhaps it's just a reaction to the effects of Dewar's or lack of sleep or perhaps lack of oxygen from hacking up lung pieces. Ah well. Here's a little Emily Brontë poesy to fit the mood:
"Where wilt thou go, my harassed heart-- What thought, what scene invites thee now? What spot, or near or far apart, Has rest for thee, my weary brow?" Good night, FatSecret! Please keep my secrets until the morrow...
View Diet Calendar, 30 December 2009:
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1381 kcal
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Fat: 52.11g | Prot: 107.75g | Carbs: 135.02g.
Breakfast: green tea. Lunch: green tea, scone, honey, Latte Coffee. Dinner: shrimp, pizza crust, chocolate chip ice cream, olive oil, mushrooms, onion, bell peppers, spinach, chicken breast. Snacks/Other: cheddar cheese, chocolate cake, roast beef, red bell pepper, cilantro, Smart & Delicious Low Carb High Fiber Whole Wheat - LARGE. more...
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