Mmmm, toasted bread....

My quadriceps (front thigh muscles) are barking today, probably due to my doing real, honest-to-gawrsh squats for the very first time, disdaining chair or bench. I’m gonna have me some seriously fabbo legs if I can get the fat melted off them.

That part doesn’t seem to be going too well. I’m 282.5 today (and clever as clever), higher than when I started. Really fell off the wagon, with the fried chicken and the spice drops, and then today I went to the new Quizno’s sub place on 23rd and had a chicken carbonara sandwich. Damn, that was good. I almost did a Homer Simpson drool thing. I figure I’m allowed a bit of binge on the things I soon won’t be allowed to eat. Oh man, I’m gonna miss bread.

I picked up the Atkins book today. Just owning the book is enough, right? I don’t actually have to follow the diet? What? Oh. Okay....

Actually I should see a doctor before I start, which means getting a new doctor, ’cause i really didn’t like the one I had in Brooklyn. This’ll probably take a week or two. I can fit in another couple visits to Quizno’s in that time.

Oh, and the things I wanted to buy were not to be found at the comics store today. Dave Cooper’s Weasel #6 was nowhere to be seen, and likewise Raina Telgemeier’s Take-Out #5. I got the latest Global Frequency, and that was it.