Mood Swings-PMS or Withdraws?

Yesterday I was caught up redoing my synopsizes, got up mid-day,  went to check the Post (P.O. Box) still chasing checks. After it was to the local Starbucks for 'first cup of the day' with cheesy bagel/cream cheese; took it to go. Got back to my place and got to work on rewriting synopsizes. Took me most of the afternoon and early evening until I stop for some eats. Chinese food; BBQ chicken (nothing like American BBQ smoothed in sauce) Orange chicken, must have been in chicken mood, BBQ pork with noodles. Plus few egg rolls. Why is it that I can't get away from egg rolls? Felt very stuff until around 1AM, then got hungry, Instead of going to get some junk food I made some coffee and then went to sleep. I woke up not so hungry anymore.

Today I went to Post to check mailbox, still chasing checks, then to bank and finally to local Starbucks. Where I was having my 'cup of java' and this time banana bread; little change up, plus they where out of cheesy bagels and no banana at hand, I sat at the counter to drink my cup of java and eat my banana bread while watching the crowd and baristas, for some reason I don't know why the feeling of bitterness, anger and a bit of rage came crashing down on me. I can't even explain it. It's a feelings that I don't care to have at all. I mean I would have probably gone off on someone just smiling or simple 'hi'.  Its like I want to tell anyone and everyone to fuck off. The only thing I could do was get the hell out of there. If I didn't know better I was PMS-ing. Is this a side effect of me getting down to my porn weight? Mood swings? Good thing I don't have a dog or I might be listening to him--wonder what he might be telling me to do? Sniff strangers crotches? I need mass quantities of tequila! For tonight its going to be red all meat burrito. Now for the pin up of hot Betty Page, I know I'll get some hate from facebook about her bare breast-boobs-tits-mounds-melons or what ever word you want to use. But the way I'm feeling right now--fucking get over it! Its only pin up-art! Wouldn't you rather have this pic than someone getting their head chopped off?

Today I had to get up early so I could attended a Hollywood Safety Class,
(am I the only one to see the humor here?). I got up early so I could be at Safety Class by 8:30 AM. As usual after hitting the snooze bottom a few time to many I hurried to get dressed and ran out the door. Got to local Starbucks where of course there had to be a line, got my 'Big Boy's' coffee, cheesy bagel/cream cheese plus a banana for later. Rush to freeway so I can become part of rush hour traffic. You know traffic is bad when it takes over 30mins to travel about 10 miles or about four freeway exits. I didn't minding to much the traffic because down deep inside I was looking for an excuse to miss the Safety Class. I enjoyed my 'Big Boy's' coffee and cheesy bagel. I arrived at Contract Service/Safety School few minutes late, for me I arrived on time. After checking in I was led to class (kind like the new kid in school being led by the principal), once in class I could feel the energy being sucked right out of me. Listen to the guy leading/teaching the class was not very engaging, it was very dry (even his jokes where flat). This is what I don't understand, I'm sitting in this Safety Class not really learning anything other than 'wash your hands' (don't ask), I got real hungry. I mean the kind of hunger that takes over your mind, you start thinking of what to eat and where to eat. This is what gets me, I do psychical work, like a dog, sweat, get dirty and my hunger is mild, I sit in a classroom getting bored I'm starving. Why is that? After the joke of a test (open book where the instructor gave the answers) got out to my car, got the hell out of there while eating my banana. The Banana didn't do anything to curtail my hunger. When I got back to Covina I headed to 'Capri Deli' (where they have some of the cutes MILFs with large boobs making you sandwiches) where I got a cold pastrami, mac salad and a root beer from a small bottler. I devoured it. I was stuffed from the sandwich. Then got real sleepy. After a nap I headed over to Starbucks for the 'last cup of the day' and two chocolate chip cookies. The cookies where my downfall-fuck up-but tasted very good.

Is it skipping if not hungry?

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Is it skipping if not hungry?

Let me back up the boat here, I didn't blog yesterday. Why because I really didn't do much with getting down to porn weight or maybe I did. I wasn't really hungry but I did crave 'trail mix' (why I don't know). So I hop over to local Starbucks for one of those mostly air packs of 'trail mix' & almonds. Was I subconscious controlling my intake. Rather than head to market and get one of those big jars of trail mix and end up nibbling most of the jar. I wasn't really hungry for dinner, so I skipped it. The trail mix and two packs of almonds was enough for me. I was more into redoing my synopsises.
Now for today I woke up hungry. I did my errands before heading over to Starbucks where I surprised myself by not ordering one of everything in pastry case. I got the usual cheesy bagel/cream cheese and that 'first cup of the day'. I'd satisfied my hunger with just the cheesy bagel/cream cheese. I past on the banana. Tonight I think it's cheese enchiladas.
Now for the pic; was I a bad doggy for skipping a meal and only nibbling on some trail mix & almonds, or was it a good thing? Am I going to get petted by a hot MILF for not making a mess of things?

Superbowl Commercial Sunday!

This was superbowl Sunday, where most people eat till they drop or drink and eat until they drop. It is junk food hay-day, the get out of your diet free card day. I would say it's the second most made up holiday for junk food followed by eat more candy than you can stand Halloween. The only reason now to watch the superbowl is to see what cutting edge or the most funniest commercial will be aired. The game is usual a bore, a bit lopsided. This game was no different. The commercials where just bit above bore. There might have been two maybe at best that where outstanding; but right now I can't remember a one. I got up about an hour before game, hit Office Depot for some supplies then to Starbucks for that cup of 'joe' and cheesy bagel plus a banana to go. I came home to watch the superbowl commercials with some football game interruptions. At half time I eat the banana will Black Eye Peas got fucked over on their performance (very sad very sad-if I was a member of the band I would be yelling at the NFL/Fox for fucking it up). Thank God the game ended about hour and half later (the math doesn't add up, one hour game that is crammed into three hours). For the last meal I craved chicken, what better superbowl food to eat than hot wings. Superbowl is over and so is the day. Why can't I have a Cowgirl MILF like this in the kitchen or at an open camp fire----->