Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Ramble v2

I just attempted my first slimming world meeting and have seen the embodiment of Dante's Circles of Hell. In a dingey, grey/green painted Catholic church hall hordes of miserable fat people stood in a queue waiting to be placed upon the scales and have their worth judged for them by the pound. Young mothers of limited intellect screamed at their howling broods who bounced from the walls like the Tazmanian Devil on Speed. This was all watched and commented on by a greek chorus of aged Harpies, their skull faces smeared with powder and rouge. If being fat is a sin then this is the hell that waits for sinners, for all eternity.

On the bright side my wife assures me they're not all like this so I'll try another one somewhere else tomorrow.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Ramble v1.3

today was my second day off chocolate and I feel tired but normal. Yesterday was a very stressful day made worse by the absence of my pacifier of choice, chocolate. Of course not having the sugar rush of several cans of coke doubtless had it's effect too. Strangely I feel better. Good music always helps too as I discovered the Blind Boys of Alabama a handful of days ago.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Ramble v1.2

My name's Pete, I'm a chocoholic. Today is my first day without chocolate. Cold turkey has not been fun, particularly for the poor folk who share an office with me. I have been, according to who was offering the opinion, ranging from slightly stressed to demonstrating a highlevel of gittishness. I will admit to being a little more volatile than usual.

ramble v1.1

Arguments and feelings. Women like men who talk about their feelings. Women view this as a sign that you are caring and loving. In my father's day the only time men talked about their feelings was when they were drunk or if they were trying to get sex. How the world changes.