Super Supplement Plan

I am sick of getting all of these weird-ass infections. I stress out a lot and I don’t eat as healthy as I should/could, so my immune system is just on holiday or something.  My new health insurance doesn’t kick in until Feb. 1st, so until then I am forced to take matters into my own hands.

I am going to challenge myself to do all of the following for the next 30 days… at which point I will make an assessment as to whether or not I should continue doing all of the following:

1. Eat a decent or at least semi-decent breakfast every morning, along with which I will take:

  • 2 tablets Acidophilus (probiotic, good for your GI tract)
  • 1000 – 2000 mg. Garlic (good for your heart, kills gross things like fungus)
  • 50 mg. Zinc (helps keep immune system from slacking off)

2. Eat a decent or at least semi-decent lunch every afternoon, along with which I will take:

  • 1200 mg. Fish Oil (lots of omega-3s, good for heart, brain & joints)
  • 2500 mcg. Biotin (for healthier hair, skin and nails)
  • B-6, B-12 & Folic Acid (lots of metabolic goodness)

Starting tomorrow. So in one month (Thursday, February 7th), I should be able to look back and assess to some degree whether or not I actually feel better.

I better fucking feel better.

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Peanut Butter Pinkberry Baby

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As a fellow frozen yogurt junkie (ask anyone), I can unabashedly say that if I were to travel to Chicago right now, I would be all up in that particular Pinkberry. I wouldn’t go for the peanut butter or carob chips though. I’m all about the original, with lots of fruit and granola. Strawberries, mango, pineapple, blackberries and occasionally kiwi. Yumm.

Wienerdog, Dawn

An obscure photo reference to 1995 Todd Solondz cult classic gold.

My mom prepared a snack for us the other afternoon (lol, that seems silly), and when I realized that it was fish sticks and Hawaiian punch, I had to chuckle. Fish sticks? Punch? I was soo Steve stopping by for an afternoon visit to the Wiener household. Hilarious!…I’m pretty fucking certain Dawn gives him fish sticks and Hawaiian punch, and he disgustingly snarfs it down, licking his fingers. He even makes a few weird noises.

I’ve watched and rewatched that scene so many times. In fact, Steve scarfing the fish sticks, probably ranks up there with *all* of the Brandon/Lolita/Ralphie/Mark scenes in that film as being my favorites scenes in that film. All of the eating that takes place in the film is really… gross..

Get a load of this finger-licking fish stick action.

Hooray.

So, this evening my mom and I hung out at my aunt’s house for a while. While there we partook in hot wings and had a heart-to-heart (or heart-to-CPU, in my case). Then I drove us to the grocery store to get some stuff for dinner. I’m going to make stuffed peppers for my parents tonight. After we picked up some fresh peppers, garlic, parsley, diced tomato, bow-tie pasta, pasta sauce, ground beef and pork sausage (among a few other items), I drove us home.

I’m thinking for toppings I can crush up some croutons, and we’ve got plenty of onion and rice at home. It should be good. I’ll take yummy photos.

Although, I really need to work on my decision making skills (I know, the course didn’t help much…). I spent nearly 10 minutes in the grocery store deliberating over whether or I not I should buy the onion & garlic pasta sauce…or the cheese & garlic sauce, and what the flavor ramifications of either decision would be…I went with the cheese & garlic.

Goddamnit, Chris.

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There was apparently a beam-up badge inside of that box of Kellogg’s Corn Pops we bought weeks ago??? Well I went in there to find it today, and it was FUCKING GONE. WHAT THE FUCK.

I WANT THAT BADGE, CHRIS. I would have a better chance of getting into Starfleet than you would anyway!

Stupid brothers. They ruin everything.

Update: I just noticed that our cereal cabinet has been overrun by Star Trek ads. We have not just one, but four boxes of cereal all claiming I can receive free Starfleet t-shirts and flash drives in the mail if I collect cereal box tokens….no word yet on the beam-up badge.

All I dreamt about last night was food.

Seriously. I was eating something in every goddamn scene of the dream that I can remember. Biscuits. It was mostly biscuits. Biscuits with grape jam and butter, biscuits with raspberry preserves, biscuits with peanut butter and jelly, biscuits with honey and blackberry dip,  biscuits with biscuits in them. Part of the dream took place at a fucking buffet. I shit you not.

There was also a long portion of the dream that I spent transporting cheeseburgers in and out of the teacher’s lounge at my old high school. Cheeseburgers, in and out, in and out in a greasy paper sack. I must have eaten about four of them in the process. At one point I ran into Ms. Docter, one of my old math teachers, and she asked me to give her the cheeseburgers and that she would store them in her office. Reluctantly, I said ‘OK’, but not before sneaking one out of the bag and into my purse.I remember then walking into the gym for phys. ed. (lol, right?)….and the wall was lined with pans upon pans of warm, buttery, flaky biscuits. And I wanted every last one of them.

Fuck. I’m going to go make a sandwich.