Toothpaste and beer

I lost 1.5 pounds this week. This means that I have defied all the laws of nature. I ate terribly, did not follow the food plan (not to mention not following my monthly budget) and I did no exercise. I feel great about this and I hope I can keep up the "do nothing and lose weight" plan. I have already been putting that plan to the test by eating Nation's grilled cheese last night and a nice hearty plate of german food and beer this evening.

However, since I am not betting on that as a successful diet plan I'm going to try and be better this week...from now on...

So, I'm pretty tired. I forgot to brush my teeth this morning (ewwwww grooooosss!) and didn't realize it until I was already at the BART station. At that point all I could do was dig out some old looking gum and chew vigorously. I finally brushed my teeth like an hour ago and they were so happy! I didn't know teeth could feel happy, but they can.

Then I went to wash my face and was just about to start soaping up when I realized I had uncapped the toothpaste and was trying to squeeze it into my hand. So my day sort of came full circle I guess. It began with too little toothpaste and ended with too much.