Fake hot chocolate isn't so bad
Apr. 14th, 2004 09:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thistlechaserOn mornings like this (when I'm dead, dead, dead tired) I usually had nice hot chocolate (made with two packets of powder and a healthy slug of half-and-half). Man, that was soooo sweet and so rich, it helped me wake up and feel somewhat better about being alive. With my sugar ban, that wasn't a fix I could have this morning. However, we have sugar free hot chocolate mix in our company kitchen, so I figured I'd give it a try. If it really was as bad as I thought it would be, I could just throw it out.
It's really not bad at all! It's no where near as sweet as the real version, but it's nice. Chocolate-y(-ish). Not bad at all.
I ate something crappy Thursday night last week, so I hadn't wanted to weigh myself Friday morning and skipped it. This morning I recalled that I didn't check my weight yet, so I did. Lost three more pounds (in a week and a half, I guess we'll call it.) Yay!
Actually, I ate pretty crappy last night, too. Pizza Hut is some of the worst food on the planet, right down there with McDonalds and BK. Nothing but grease and low quality food... yet sometimes I crave it. Last night I drooled at the thought of their breadsticks, so I went. Happily, for the first time in a long long time, their food didn't make me sick all night.
Speaking of all night, know how sometimes you have a dream, wake up, then go back to sleep and continue the dream? Something sort of like that happened last night, only worse. When I finally fell asleep (sometime after 1 AM), I had a nightmare. People were trying to kill me, and the small group who were supposed to defend me weren't skilled/fast enough, and the people who wanted to kill me succeeded (stabbed me in the chest with a knife). I woke up gasping. Then I went back to sleep, and had the same exact dream, other than how they killed me (this time it was being stabbed in the throat with a pen). Woke up gasping. Went back to sleep. Same exact dream, just with a new way (they forced me to drink poison out of a little plastic jug). Woke up, fell asleep, same thing (burned me to death). Over and over, every 15 minutes I had that same damned nightmare, just with a new way of me being killed. It's not bad enough that I got about four hours of sleep for the third night in a row, the sleep has to be filled with such bad dreams? Bah. I must have died twenty different (horrible) ways last night!
I didn't walk this morning, and I don't even really feel guilty about it. This is also the first time I haven't walked because I was too tired. Maybe I'll go at lunchtime, or maybe I'll just skip it today. (Going once a day instead of twice is really working out a lot better. I almost never hurt or pull anything, and I'm walking longer and faster.) I still need to start using my handweights though, I don't know why I can't make a habit of that. The doctor said weight resistance training was as important as walking (I think it makes your bones stronger?).
Seven and a half hours left of work... The amount of XP needed to get to my next level in FFXI is more than I expected. (I thought it would go up by 200, so be 2,800. Instead it's 3,000.) What a pain! Maybe instead of waiting to be invited into a party, I can make my own. Grab maybe two fighting-types and let them kill things while I heal them. ...I don't know. I like working on my own better than with random strangers, but making 3,000 XP when I get (at most) 20/kill will take a long, long time. *does the math* That's 150 kills at 20 XP per kill. Do-able, I suppose, but... slow. Oh well. Suppose I'll run down to that Tomb tonight and see how that goes.
Zzzz.
It's really not bad at all! It's no where near as sweet as the real version, but it's nice. Chocolate-y(-ish). Not bad at all.
I ate something crappy Thursday night last week, so I hadn't wanted to weigh myself Friday morning and skipped it. This morning I recalled that I didn't check my weight yet, so I did. Lost three more pounds (in a week and a half, I guess we'll call it.) Yay!
Actually, I ate pretty crappy last night, too. Pizza Hut is some of the worst food on the planet, right down there with McDonalds and BK. Nothing but grease and low quality food... yet sometimes I crave it. Last night I drooled at the thought of their breadsticks, so I went. Happily, for the first time in a long long time, their food didn't make me sick all night.
Speaking of all night, know how sometimes you have a dream, wake up, then go back to sleep and continue the dream? Something sort of like that happened last night, only worse. When I finally fell asleep (sometime after 1 AM), I had a nightmare. People were trying to kill me, and the small group who were supposed to defend me weren't skilled/fast enough, and the people who wanted to kill me succeeded (stabbed me in the chest with a knife). I woke up gasping. Then I went back to sleep, and had the same exact dream, other than how they killed me (this time it was being stabbed in the throat with a pen). Woke up gasping. Went back to sleep. Same exact dream, just with a new way (they forced me to drink poison out of a little plastic jug). Woke up, fell asleep, same thing (burned me to death). Over and over, every 15 minutes I had that same damned nightmare, just with a new way of me being killed. It's not bad enough that I got about four hours of sleep for the third night in a row, the sleep has to be filled with such bad dreams? Bah. I must have died twenty different (horrible) ways last night!
I didn't walk this morning, and I don't even really feel guilty about it. This is also the first time I haven't walked because I was too tired. Maybe I'll go at lunchtime, or maybe I'll just skip it today. (Going once a day instead of twice is really working out a lot better. I almost never hurt or pull anything, and I'm walking longer and faster.) I still need to start using my handweights though, I don't know why I can't make a habit of that. The doctor said weight resistance training was as important as walking (I think it makes your bones stronger?).
Seven and a half hours left of work... The amount of XP needed to get to my next level in FFXI is more than I expected. (I thought it would go up by 200, so be 2,800. Instead it's 3,000.) What a pain! Maybe instead of waiting to be invited into a party, I can make my own. Grab maybe two fighting-types and let them kill things while I heal them. ...I don't know. I like working on my own better than with random strangers, but making 3,000 XP when I get (at most) 20/kill will take a long, long time. *does the math* That's 150 kills at 20 XP per kill. Do-able, I suppose, but... slow. Oh well. Suppose I'll run down to that Tomb tonight and see how that goes.
Zzzz.
