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Breakfast: ~3oz. chicken, spinach cooked in coconut milk, coffee w/half'n'half.

Lunch: curry (chicken, vegetables, coconut milk, tamarind, soy sauce, spices), grapes, 1/2 banana.


Snack(s): coffee w/half'n'half, 1/2 banana.

EXERCISE: 5 mile run.

Snack: 1/2 banana.

Dinner: a fried egg, salad (spinach, lettuce, tomatoes, walnuts, olive oil, coconut milk, vinegar, garlic), apple, half glass of wine.

...yeah, I don't know how much of dinner actually got digested. Someday I'm going to have to deal with this fear of going to bed feeling full. That was an amazing salad, though. I put too much vinegar on it so I threw in a spoonful of coconut milk from the top of the can where it's less watery, and it made it all creamy and delicious. I'm really loving the coconut milk lately, if you haven't noticed - you can put it in everything and it makes everything exponentially better! Cheaper than avocados, too, at $.69/can. That and tamarind pulp are two of the ingredients I'm experimenting a lot with with lately. The chef at work introduced me to that - Goya sells it frozen for $1.39/package at the local grocery store, and it's a tart, sour-sweet-tangy flavor that goes well in smoothies, curries, marinades, salad dressings... the kitchen likes to make "vitamina" for everyone on Saturday mornings, which is a smoothie made with milk, fruit (usually banana, though they've used tamarind and passionfruit as well) and sugar, and a little ice.

Was supposed to have a new-patient appointment today at the local health clinic but my insurance card hasn't arrived yet so I rescheduled for next month. I really wasn't looking forward to being weighed and going through the long embarrassing ED medical history crap, anyway. I got on the scale to prepare myself - with jeans and sweatshirt on, after breakfast, lunch, coffee, lots of water...it wasn't pretty. I need my Prozac back, badly. I was okay for a while without it but the past few days, it's like I've fallen off the deep end of the anxiety & depression pool without any floaties or even a single acne'd teenage lifeguard. Everything is overwhelming.

(b/p - 3? episodes.)