Been having lots of trouble sleeping, mostly because it's 400 degrees in here. Ok, it's in the high 80s, but who can sleep in that shit? Only people who like extreme heat, aka fools. Truth is, I do have an air conditioner, but it's 1.) in a closet that would be tough to get at 2.) usually not necessary but this summer has been very hot, 3.) expensive to run, 4.) wouldn't be able to go in my bedroom since those windows open horizontally. So fans it is. And it's miserable. Poor Rocco is trying to keep cool. I like when I get to be in my car, or any air conditioned space. How are there people who don't like a/c? What is wrong with those people??
I woke up the night before last on my back and choking. This has happened before. I think it's an acid thing, part of the LPR. It's pretty scary because there really is a moment where you wonder if you're going to choke to death. All that would probably go away with weight loss, since I'm a fat fuck, in Penn's words (describing his prior self and most American people).
I'm currently reading his new book and it's depressing me, like a lot. It's all about this insane diet he went on to lose 100 lbs, eating just potatoes for two weeks, then very strict after that and evermore. Only plants. There's actually a chapter title that's a quote from his diet guru, a guy who's a former NASA scientist and fringey kinda nut, saying something like, "Maybe you've eaten enough good food for your life". Meaning, you ate shitty SAD (Standard American Diet) up until now. Now you're done and food will only be sustaining from now on. It won't be social, it won't be enjoyable. Miserable. And yet...100 lbs.
I talked to my cousin about this, former chef and even former vegan chef at times, and he agreed that it's not necessary to go that extreme. Then I had a specialty curry pizza with him and the rest of the fam.
It's a week of meetings: Haunted Harmonies meetings, WACA board meeting, WACA staff meeting, WACA consultation, meeting with a friend about some annoying thing going on on Mhead Garage, a few others. I'm not used to all this meetingacation. Meetingosity.
And now it's time to get ready for the WACA board meeting.
I woke up the night before last on my back and choking. This has happened before. I think it's an acid thing, part of the LPR. It's pretty scary because there really is a moment where you wonder if you're going to choke to death. All that would probably go away with weight loss, since I'm a fat fuck, in Penn's words (describing his prior self and most American people).
I'm currently reading his new book and it's depressing me, like a lot. It's all about this insane diet he went on to lose 100 lbs, eating just potatoes for two weeks, then very strict after that and evermore. Only plants. There's actually a chapter title that's a quote from his diet guru, a guy who's a former NASA scientist and fringey kinda nut, saying something like, "Maybe you've eaten enough good food for your life". Meaning, you ate shitty SAD (Standard American Diet) up until now. Now you're done and food will only be sustaining from now on. It won't be social, it won't be enjoyable. Miserable. And yet...100 lbs.
I talked to my cousin about this, former chef and even former vegan chef at times, and he agreed that it's not necessary to go that extreme. Then I had a specialty curry pizza with him and the rest of the fam.
It's a week of meetings: Haunted Harmonies meetings, WACA board meeting, WACA staff meeting, WACA consultation, meeting with a friend about some annoying thing going on on Mhead Garage, a few others. I'm not used to all this meetingacation. Meetingosity.
And now it's time to get ready for the WACA board meeting.
