Thursday, February 17, 2011

Diet Log: Day 3

Wednesday.

Seriously, excellent week to jump start my diet log.

Breakfast at the Starbucks in the mall. A rice crispy bar named Marshmallow Heavenly Something with a bottle of Izze soda (Clementine flavored). I kept staring at the words on the bottle that said "all natural" and "fruit" and "fat free" but it didn't make me feel any better.

After watching Tangled, lunch at Johnny Rockets. Hot dog with fries and a root beer float. I asked for no mustard but the waiter brought it out and it had mustard on and I wasn't gonna say anything but I guess I had this look on my face because suddenly he was like, "Oh, did you ask for no mustard?" and offered to take it back but I didn't feel like waiting for a new one so I just took the mustarded hot dog. And I think he forgot about my float also because I was half done with my hot dog and it still hadn't come out, so I had to ask for it. He also forgot to give us separate checks even though we asked beforehand. Once we finally got our separate checks, Ashley and I both paid with 20's, but when he gave us back our change we got eight dollars extra because for some reason on the receipt he put down that Ashley had given 28 dollars. Since we didn't know what to do we just left the eight dollars on the table without actually leaving any tip. The whole time we thought the waiter was really noob, but if he purposely manipulated the receipt so he could make an extra eight bucks, he is a genius and a thief.

Dinner was a bit redeeming: kimchi jjige à la moi. Again, at first, I couldn't finish the rice-- but as I sat at the dinner table alone while my mom was doing the dishes, I, without any thought, ate the rest of the rice with my fingers. You know, just picking up clumps of it and putting it in my mouth. Subconsciously. The bowl was empty before I knew it. And it was okay that that had just happened because I had spent the half hour before constantly washing my hands as I cooked.

More purple radish some time after dinner. This may become a daily thing.

Extra: potato, but not consumed. Mom sliced up a potato and gave me a potato facial. I don't know if it did anything. lol.