And on the Second Day, God created stress

Day: 2
Current Weight: 235.7 lb

Frustration. That about sums up the day. Doctor’s appointment this morning. Overslept. Cable repair came in today. It’s really the waiting that was the most annoying. And nothing magnifies the most irksome of situations like constant hunger. And it wasn’t the same kind of hunger you feel when you’re physically hungry. It was all in my head, which, by the way, was throbbing the whole day today.

I was only hungry because I knew I was capable of putting more food in my system. Physically speaking, I had enough food to keep me going the whole day, even had time to hop on the treadmill. But it wasn’t what I was used too. This first week is hell. Even the first time I went on this diet, I remember it being the worst three-day stretch. It’s only because I know that it does get better that I don’t abandon ship.

On the plus side, I did lose some weight. Almost three pounds! That number is naturally going to decrease as the program continues but there’s nothing like a big drop to get my psyche all psyched out. I apologize if the rest of this blog begins to lose coherence but stress, and a lack of food does that.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad that I’ve lost weight, but it just seems to be a pretty rough day. And being hungry and dizzy isn’t exactly the best way to handle it. I tried to find different ways to distract myself from the hell that was today. Nothing really worked. I usually write to get rid of frustrations, but as you probably can already see, I can’t think straight enough to put words together into a witty sentence.

To make matters worse, I find that Harvey Danger is actually prophet when I see that only stupid people indeed are breeding. Today’s economy makes it tough to get a job right out of college. The only reason I went back to school was to get a good job and now my timing with current events puts me in a situation where I’m trying to look for work in a city where the unemployment rate is 11.9%. How messed up are things if even government jobs are not secure?

I decide to watch TV for a little bit, hoping I can escape this loathsome day for an hour or two. Reality TV is such a horrible, horrible, horrible invention. Besides the fact that it’s not actually “reality,” and everything is really scripted and acted out, it gives executives a legal loophole to not pay writers.

I just realized I began to rant for the previous two paragraphs. But, case in point, I can’t really focus. It’s not so much the physical hunger. You know that first week a smoker decides to quit cold turkey? You take away their security blanket and they go crazy. It’s the same thing with a fat dude like me. Take away my Twinkies and there are going to be consequences. Also, I’ve been feeling down lately. There are many reasons: the job situation, for one, and the fact that I haven’t been able to get out a lot lately. The life of a blogger is a lonely existence with only the constant electronic hum of a computer to keep me company. But then again, it’s just the food (or lack thereof). Tomorrow’s another day, and I hope it’s a much better one.