I am not hungry.
Like seriously Not. Hungry.
I have dinner sitting here next to me and the thought of eating is making me feel, well, meh.
I barely ate anything last night for dinner. And that was the last time I ate anything.
No hunger pangs. No feeling woozy and sick from lack of food.
Today at work I was busy interpreting some legislation. Deep in thought, fingers flying across the keyboard. And then What. The. Fuck? This really loud weird gurgling noise. Like the noise in horror movies when the bimbo / stupid-bint-that-goes-out-of-the-house-to-investigate-a-noise-in-her-white-underwear / person-wearing-the-equivalent-of-the-red-uniform-in-Star-Trek*, gets their throat cut.
That sorta weird freaking noise.
In a quiet office.
Scared the living shit out of me. Then it happened again. That fucking death throes noise was coming from ME!
I looked down at my stomach. Half expecting an alien to come writhing out of my belly ruining my favourite shirt.
And the sound kept coming. No pain. No sensation. Just noise.
That is when I realised I hadn’t eaten. Since yesterday. And it was 2pm. But the thought of eating had me in throes of Meh.
Like now. And I don’t know why.
Sure I haven’t slept much lately. That is nothing new. Got a bit of extra stress at work. Normal. Boo is being an arse. Typical.
The only thing different is my new blog. A-HA!!!!
My new blog will make you lose weight. My blog will suppress your hunger! My blog is the latest weight loss wonder!!
Tell your friends. Shout it from the blogtops!
Magneto Bold Too, weight loss with only exercising your fingers!!
But seriously. What is with this weird turn of events? Anyone know?
I don’t even want *gasp* chocolate…… Am I going to die?
Will do the linky lovin’ tomorrow. A bit short on time tonight. House is a tip since the kids here while I am at work apparently equals tear the place apart time. With my
babysitter mother joining in the frivolity. Oh and I bought a desk today that I want to put up. SQUEEE!!!
And I better return my 3D friends calls lest they think I am dead.
* How the fuck do I know that? Is there no end to my insanity? I actually googled it to make sure and lo and behold it is true. Well an urban myth or whatever..