Today is a wonderful day and I feel like the universe is giving me a great big hug! I am going to do some more job hunting this morning then do some work on my diet. I need to find a way to get my sodium and fat lower. All the sodium is making me thirsty and all that fat just can't be very good for me. Not to mention that I read an article yesterday about some weird diet drug that blocks your system from absorbing up to 25% of the fat you take in. But, here is the kicker, it gets passed in your BM's which can make you gassy and oily-ewwwwwww! And people do this to themselves--on purpose--intentionally! That was all the "visual" I needed to make my own changes, without those, um, side effects?

LOL...so, I should take that pill, get my body set on fire once a week, get someone to clean my colon, get detox'd, eat 900 calories a day for three months with no carbs, excercise everyday for two hours without breaking a sweat, and be sure to replace at least two meals a day with a shake and I should be in pretty good shape! You know, just a little somthin' to get me going in the right direction.

Maybe I can get Dr. Ruth to endorse my idea? She's really a doctor, you know?

Correction: I thought the smash diet was a piece of fiction. My bad. Sorry, friends. No harm intended, seriously. It sounded too funny to me to be real. <opening mouth, inserting my big ol' fat foot> Mmmm, tasty.

Update: Well, shoving my foot inside my mouth tasted better than my planned clam chowder lunch. Yuck. I only took about two bites and just couldn't do it. Good thing Prince Charming keeps a jar of peanut butter and some ritz on hand for "emergencies." So, that was lunch along with the carrot slices I brought.

More: My former boss is in town today. I love that man, he is so wonderful. I wish they would have never moved me under the other jackass. We talked for a while. He feels really bad about what has been going on because he moved us out here, convinced me that this was a wonderful company to work for, and he thinks I was a perfect fit for the original job description--which I was. It was kinda sad, too. I am going to miss him a lot.

*23 days remaining to find a job*