I'm at work, I'm going to work longer than I thought I would, and now I'm craving an order of buffalo wings from Charlie Biggs upstairs. They are soooo yummy!
Update: I resisted the sweet siren song of buffalo wings with ranch dip, opting, instead, for the much easier on my wallet, intestines and ass, 6 inch tuna sub on whole wheat from Subway. Probably more satisfying because I didn't finish it and immediately crave a dozen more, like I would have with the buffalo wings. And maybe now I won't be too nauseous and crappy feeling to do yoga tonight. I still haven't done the Shiva Rea dvd I was so excited about buying 2 weeks ago. If only buying exercise equipment burned as many calories as actually using it, sigh.
I will try to take a good (by which I mean horribly, horribly bad) picture of myself to have a before to compare myself to. Maybe I'll even post the honest truth about my weight and measurements, that'll keep me honest (or curled up in the fetal position, crying)