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"Oust Those Bad Carbs!
Having trouble sticking with your smart-carb eating plan? Maybe it's time to carb-proof your cupboard! Our columnist challenges you to do away with the bad carbs and replace them with healthier choices. The first step: Read the labels and uncover what is really lurking in your kitchen. When in doubt, throw it out!"
...My mum gets this dumb newsletter from an internet diet website called ediets- stupidest thing in the world, as they tell you about how to loose weight in 2 hours and ridiculous grand claims such as these- however today made me laugh as the letter that came was how to carb proof your kitchen. Just reminded me of your mama's warnings- no carbohydrates jon, while munching on some potatoes. heh. I chuckled quietly to myself.
My sleeping patterns are getting worse- im working or watching tv through my natural bed time tiredness, and going to bed later than I should- around 1/2 am is my average, but then attempting to wake at around 9 only to really rise at generally 11. Its terrible as then half the fucking day has gone by, and I get nothing much done- which is a very bad thing as I have lots to do; the report is crying my name loudly now, as it has to be finished by next week and I've barely done anything. Oops. I fear that im going to end up living off sleeping tablets, just so that I get some normal sleep. Ended up watching Dr. No last night- ah that film makes me laugh, just so cheesy its great. That and her name is honey rider- if I ever came back, and reincarnation does exists, I want to come back as honey rider. How rad.
going to last farewell for dav tonight (ha, the last supper?!)- im getting really tired of saying goodbye to friends. it feels like there barely are any left anymore- i think i send more time emailing friends who are awol far away than i do seeing the couple that are left. iiiiiiits ridiculous and i fear is the curse of my generation in a place like SA- no one wants to be here, they want to see the "world" which actually ends up being london! and so everyone ends up far away. and the poor sods who are left behind, suffer in silence, and carry on doing the ordinary, mundane everyday things that we do. im actually just jealous and want to see the real world (been to london, its not worth it, theres definately more to see!) too, but unfortunately have to remain here just a little while longer. fucking thesis. curse the day i chose to do masters. i calm and placate myself by telling myself daily when i look in the mirror that my time will come soon. sniff. feeling sorry for myself is allowed some days.
Having trouble sticking with your smart-carb eating plan? Maybe it's time to carb-proof your cupboard! Our columnist challenges you to do away with the bad carbs and replace them with healthier choices. The first step: Read the labels and uncover what is really lurking in your kitchen. When in doubt, throw it out!"
...My mum gets this dumb newsletter from an internet diet website called ediets- stupidest thing in the world, as they tell you about how to loose weight in 2 hours and ridiculous grand claims such as these- however today made me laugh as the letter that came was how to carb proof your kitchen. Just reminded me of your mama's warnings- no carbohydrates jon, while munching on some potatoes. heh. I chuckled quietly to myself.
My sleeping patterns are getting worse- im working or watching tv through my natural bed time tiredness, and going to bed later than I should- around 1/2 am is my average, but then attempting to wake at around 9 only to really rise at generally 11. Its terrible as then half the fucking day has gone by, and I get nothing much done- which is a very bad thing as I have lots to do; the report is crying my name loudly now, as it has to be finished by next week and I've barely done anything. Oops. I fear that im going to end up living off sleeping tablets, just so that I get some normal sleep. Ended up watching Dr. No last night- ah that film makes me laugh, just so cheesy its great. That and her name is honey rider- if I ever came back, and reincarnation does exists, I want to come back as honey rider. How rad.
going to last farewell for dav tonight (ha, the last supper?!)- im getting really tired of saying goodbye to friends. it feels like there barely are any left anymore- i think i send more time emailing friends who are awol far away than i do seeing the couple that are left. iiiiiiits ridiculous and i fear is the curse of my generation in a place like SA- no one wants to be here, they want to see the "world" which actually ends up being london! and so everyone ends up far away. and the poor sods who are left behind, suffer in silence, and carry on doing the ordinary, mundane everyday things that we do. im actually just jealous and want to see the real world (been to london, its not worth it, theres definately more to see!) too, but unfortunately have to remain here just a little while longer. fucking thesis. curse the day i chose to do masters. i calm and placate myself by telling myself daily when i look in the mirror that my time will come soon. sniff. feeling sorry for myself is allowed some days.
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