It’s one of those evenings I know I should & need to retire for the evening & the sanity of myself, but here I am.

So it was one of those days that what I packed myself for lunch & wasn’t going to cut it – Tuna. If someone had phoned my bat cave of a room at school & said, “Hey…we’re going Taco Bell, do you want something?”, my response would’ve been, “Yea, I’ll take a Spicy Chicken Crunch Wrap Supreme w/ a super size diet coke, thanks.” Although this didn’t occur, I was very capable today of totally ignoring my nutrition standards and ate whatever I wanted. It was like I was saying f*** you to myself and all the hard work I’ve put in so far. I realize tomorrow is another day, and as Dave pointed out at when I went off the deep end (breadwise) it was only sourdough bread, which is low on the glycemic index of foods. Although I appreciate him putting a positive spin this, I don’t think chocolate covered cinnamon bears are on that index.

Now I’m not ranting to have people respond by relating to me & telling me they’ve been through it (not to sound insensitive or anything). I believe I’m ranting because one of the biggest challenges for me is when I mess up, that I don’t have a complete breakdown & thus I’ve decided live by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s motto tonight:

“Finish each day & be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely & with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”



  1. Nice quote. Words to live by, if you can (I'm the sort who would struggle with Emerson's advice, if that helps at all.)I won't address the rest of it. 🙂

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