I hate food. Ok. I hate dieting.

Yes, there's a reason it's a DIEt. I am two days into it, and I am grumpy, hateful, jealous, mean and most of all... HUNGRY!  I hate HCG. I'd almost rather do Atkins, because at least on that I can eat until I'm full. But with HCG, I won't (or shouldn't) get wrinkles as I get skinny. I've seen people lose 60 lb with this and look YOUNGER coming out of it, and I am really that vain. I guess if I were that vain, I wouldn't have gotten to be this size to begin with. Gorge days are GREAT! Who wouldn't love eating party pizzas, bugles, Snake River Burger-Black and Blue, waffle fries, and pasta salad all day? Yesterday was my first day of 500 calories. I probably had less just because I was mad. I had a handful of snow peas (probably not on the list), and half a can of stupid chicken. I also took a bite of sloppy joes with cheddar cheese. I LOOOOOVE that stuff. No one was looking, so it doesn't count, right?  Caleb was sooo mean yesterday! He got a plate of pasta salad and kept making 'mmmm' noises while he was eating it. I wanted to smash that plate in his face. See how mean I get when I don't get food? Today, so far, I've had....a plum. In 5.5 hours of being awake, that's all I've eaten. I'm really hateful and mad right now. I also left my stupid drops in the car. And the elevator is broken. That wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't hurt my ankle at girls camp. I have to run errands anyway. I sure hope the bank teller isn't stupid. I have a low tolerance for things I deem illogical anyway, but now I'm hungry and in an even worse mood!  This poor guy at work, he built this form and it doesn't work like the instructions say it should. I called him and told him that the form was frustrating and was making me madder with every wrong instruction I saw. I did finally tell him that it wasn't his, or his forms, fault, it was because I am mad because I'm dieting. He was nice and understood, but he still has a stupid form. I'm going to stop venting now. I did drop 5 pounds already by this morning. I didn't get on the scale yesterday, because I was too mad. But, 5 pounds in 2 days is pretty exciting, even if it is just water or something. Can't wait to see what it says tomorrow.

So, my goal is to be Marissa's size so I can wear all of her cute clothes, but don't tell her that. She forbade me to wear her clothes when I get skinny. I can't wait to show up to see my darling daughter wearing HER sparkly-butt jeans and one of her tight Aero t-shirts.