Aye, what an insane couple of days! So sorry for lack of update.

Here's the latest:

I actually DID did get a call back for the job where I bombed the edit test. But the job would include 2 weekend overnight shifts. That's right, Friday nights and Saturday nights. OVERNIGHT. Ugh! No one told me that during the first interview, I wonder why...

Still, it's a great job, a lot more money, and perhaps worth the total loss of my social life for a year. I'm 70% sure I'm going to get an offer but then again, you never know and I can get fucked at the last minute .

Down to 176.5, good, good. The weight loss is moving at a GLACIAL pace but loss is loss. I would have liked to have gotten down to my 10% goal byMarch 1 but that's not going to happen. Sigh.

I could blame the stressful job stuff but really, it's the subtle things. Still, I've been exercising more. My new goal is 175 by the end of the month!

So I bit it this morning and weighed myself and of course I gained, 1.5 pounds back up to 178.5. I know, I know, it just goes to show that counting points WORKS and when you're not mindful of what you eat, you (meaning me) overeat. I've learned my lesson. Because...

New goal! I'm trying to get three days off in March to go to Miami for the film festival with my best friend. It would be SO RAD because I will crash with them (no need for hotel room) and Jet Blue flights are still reasonable. I need a break SO BAD, I'm super burned out from work and winter. Also the boyfriend agreed to take 5 days off from work to take me on a road trip to the desert in California (where he went to college). I know, the desert in July! What a great idea! Well, it is because my friend and her husband have a house in Palm Springs so it will be a money saver... and I'll get to drive! Literally, I haven't driven a car in 4 years.

Went to the gym and yoga this weekend, woke up with huge, painful knot in my neck. I'm supposed to go to spin tonight but maybe I'll postpone if the neck doesn't feel better. I love how I'll take any excuse not to go to spin... It's scary hard...

Alll else is well. I'd like to get in the best shape possible before I go to Miami. I'm not looking to be string-bikini thin but I'd like not to feel like Shamu in a sarong. For once.

I don't want to talk about last night and how we were at my boyfriend's aunt's house and dinner took FOREVER to cook and then when the pasta was almost done, we realized that bugs has infiltrated the pasta box. So then we had to cook more pasta and we didn't eat until 9pm (I've been up since 6am, people and was so hungry I was about to cry). So to tide myself over, I inhaled 20 Mult-grain Wheat Thins, cheese and ginger snaps. Misery! I calculated my points and I'm over, over, over the first time i've ever gone over my FPs so early in the week. And by so much!

If I have to come in to work at 7am next week, I'll seriously cry.

Also, i'm weighing myself on monday, no matter what.

And how about Anna Nicole Smith dying, eh? Weirdly, I was sort of sad.

UGH! Had the GROSSEST Lean Cuisine for lunch, a breaded fish thing with broccoli and cheese. Horrible, I couldn't recommend it less. And of course I was still starving and ended up eating half a bag of M & Ms. FUCK!!!

It's only Thursday and I only have 11 FPs left.

Grrr. And i've been working these charming 7am to 6pm hours again so I've got no time and energy to get to the gym. Next week, next week, finally a normal schedule.

Grrr. GRRRR!

Tonight, off to the boyfriend's aunt's house for... wait for it... Spaghetti and meat sauce! It's what's for dinner! Super! Swell!

I just need to keep it within 25 points for the next two days. How hard can that be? Very, obviously...

Heyo. Had a bad night last night, both emotionally and uh, food-ally. Just general grazing at a restaurant, hoovering up my friend's homefries and mac and cheese. And it wasn't even good. My friend was giving me a little "tough love" about my creative writing career or lack there of. And the k-hole that is my actual career.

My friend was like, "Why don't you take some time off?" And I say, "How?" I mean, I need to make money. The benefits of a staff job are many (benefits, paid days off, stability) but the freelance life, albeit scary offers the idea of freedom, more money...

This week is going too slow. I just want to hide under my desk and eat an entire pizza. Which I won't do, of course. I'll eat something healthy, of course. Healthy-ish.

Bahhhhhh...

Good news: Those jeans? The size 32 Sevens that I got on sale at Barneys that got so tight on me that the zipper finally broke and I had to take them in to get fixed? They fit! Huzzah!

Bad news: I had a job interview yesterday that went baaaaaadly yesterday. I'm still carrying around a bucket of shame because I BOMBED the edit test. Why did I need to take an editing test? It wasn't even a real editing job! Shit! It took me FOREVER to get to the interview in zero degree weather in my stupid stockings and I nearly froze. Hurrumph.

Haven't weighed myself this week, sort of "forgot." I'm just going to put in the same weight as last week, 177. I don't think I gained or lost since.

Really, REALLY pleased with the weight loss. It's been slow but I no longer feel like I'm dieting anymore. Still, when I get down to my 10% goal, 173, I'm going to have to pay a lot more attention to my FPs if I want to get down to my real goal weight.

Got some creative stuff happening, trying to get my self-esteem together to finish some projects. You know, so I don't feel like I'm wasting my life and stuff.

Back from the dead... meaning the flu... I've been in bed since Saturday and today I actually made it back to work. For better or worse...

Down to 177lbs... but I' m too ill to care. More later.