This -ish sucks!

OK, so just like last year -- when I finally say to myself it's time to start -- I get sick.

I've been home the last two days battling some strange fatigue. This time, it's worse: Puppy's sick, too. She's been sneezing and hacking and having "accidents" all up in her cage. I'm afraid to let her out of the cage for too long because I definitely have light-colored carpet. Ain't no cleaning gonna get out the stuff she's been letting loose... lol

Anyway, I made a bet with myself that I was going to lose 13 pounds by Feb. 8, so I'm gonna be a little behind when I finally feel fit to leave the house like normal people, but I think I'm up to the challenge.

Hell, if people can lose 30 in a week on the Biggest Loser...

Gettin back on it

I do NOT have an addiction, but telling me to stop worrying about my weight is like telling Michael Jackson to leave the kids alone.

So what if I lost 60 pounds last year. I'm not done.

I planned on starting today by posting everything I ate -- from breakfast to dinner, through that late night snack. But then I got asked out. And I love aggression!

So I'll be thinking about how many calories are in the mexican food, then about how much time I'll be spending in the gym this evening afterward.

Morning: Grilled cheese (hell, I'd started off on a bad note anyway).
Snack: Reduced-fat Cheez-Its
Lunch: Lasagna, small salad, cup of yogurt
Snack: Granola bar
Dinner: FUBAR

Tonight, I'll be running up a storm. I'll update after. I promise.

Is there a such thing as being "too available?"

SO a friend of mine decided to chime in on my love life -- more specifically why I'm continuing on the crash-and-burn route.

The conversation started like any other. Five minutes in, the tone changed.

"I have a problem with your whole routine of letting people get at you and then you showing them you're feelin it."

It made sense.

I'm a champion on being aggressive yet I've not been the aggressor in my last three relationships. Is it that I'm afraid of getting hurt? It's obviously not that, as I've been hurt anyway. I just think I like the fact that I was chosen. Somewhere in the chain, my "new car smell" faded.

My mom told me last year that I need to stop chasing the rainbow and become the pot of gold. I think I might switch that aroud -- since that's what's gotten me into this predicament anyway.

It's time to show these chicks why I am who I am, and for them to succumb to the flavor of the month. For January, it's tall drink of caramel flavored water. At least, that's what it looks like...

What say you? When do you decide to look for what you want instead of waiting for it to come to you?

Blogging's hard...

Especially when your Internet reliance is your job, and then they tell you to stop doing so much "outside" stuff.

How's this for random:

What up folks? I'm back and ready to go in 2009. The blog will be updated regularly, round 2 of the weight loss is on (still down 60 from 2008), and there's gonna be more about Charlie (you know how a new parent is... lol).

I'm scratching the list from the end of 2008, since some of it was stuff I had decided to let go.

I let go of 10 friends in 2008. They were mostly people I'd either distanced myself from, or simply drifted away from.

I need Jamie Foxx and Jennifer Hudson to stop singing. Anything. Period.

I wish Whitney Houston could still sing.

Good thing there's still artists like Tamia and Shanice.

When did Usher stop singing? His last album was like spoken word in long form.

I miss my best friend.

That's cool, since I'll see her next month.

Until next time.