You've Just Got a Little Further to Fall

So. London is on!!! I am SO excited. I can't believe my plan worked. W and I are booking tickets tomorrow most likely; she just needs to tell her parents we are going. And since she is 25, it is telling them, not asking :) We spent an hour and a half today planning what we are going to do. We're going to Portobello and Spitalfields markets, the National Gallery, the Natural History Museum, the Victoria and Albert Museum, the Tower of London, Buckingham Palace, the London Zoo, possibly the Geffrye Museum, and to the Royal Ballet. Just a tentative schedule, and we will probably add more. I can't wait for spring break/March now! I know there are a lot of U.K. bloggers out there, so is there anything I absolutely cannot leave London without seeing/doing?

I have decided that I am amending my goal weight to 105lbs. for going to London. I want to take a lot of pictures and be able to be proud of them and like how I look in them so I can frame some. I do not want the pictures to be memories of me being fat in London. That would be the worst, because all I would see when I look back on them would be how ugly I felt from weighing too much, not how much fun I had. So 105lbs. will be perfect, and then when I come back, I will put on three lbs. to be 108lbs. so I don't freak out my mother.

I had to eat both lunch and dinner today. It was gross. We had a lunch lecture, and it was Italian food, so I had three tomato slices, some black olives, five ziti noodles, and two small meatballs. People kept commenting on little I was having, since most people load their plates with heaping servings at these things, because the food is free. I just told the truth, that I had to save room for dinner. Because this evening, one of the Pfizer (a drug company) reps came up to take those of us who had done a Pfizer veterinary externship this summer out to dinner, so we could discuss how the program went, and what we would recommend to change for this summer. Obviously, I had to eat. I knew the restaurant we were going to way ahead of time, so I had picked out what I was going to eat about two weeks ago. I got pork ribs, which came with BBQ baked beans and coleslaw, and a piece of cornbread. I had a small bite of the beans, coleslaw, and cornbread, and had two ribs. I also had a clam, because they had been ordered as appetizers. I didn't really eat a lot, besides the ribs, but I still felt really bad. Luckily, no one commented on how my plate looked basically full when everyone else cleaned theirs, and I took the leftovers home. My plan is to "eat" the leftovers for dinner tomorrow, but really figure out a way to dump them without eating them. Suggestions?

Tomorrow we are having another lunch lecture, but I am not going to have any. We are bringing breakfast to our group tutor session at school tomorrow as well, so I will just say I am too full from breakfast, which will most likely be true. Even when I only have a small bowl of dry cereal, I never get hungry until around 2pm. So I can avoid lunch, and hopefully dinner tomorrow, too.

Thursday is my friend J's birthday, so of course we are taking her out to dinner. Why does it always have to be food to celebrate something? We are capable of coming up with something else that is fun besides stuffing our faces with food. Ugh. My stomach already hurts. Luckily, we already know where we are going, so I am going to be studying the menu to figure out what I will get. The place we are going divides their menu into "Small", "Medium", and "Large", corresponding to how much food you get. Which I think is ingenious. I always despair when I order something that I think is going to be a pretty small portion, and when I get it, the plate is the size of my head. So now at least I know what is going to be a small portion. They have flatbread pizzas on the small section, so I might go with that, and eat half or something.

WHAT IS WITH ALL THE FOOD THIS WEEK?!?!?!? I have been doing a pretty good job of avoiding it, but seriously? Who's sick joke is this? All this food just makes me anxious and nervous. Like when the fridge is full. I hate that. I like a very minimal fridge. When things are stacked and there is no room to move things around, I start to freak out. I hate it, it's gross and greedy. Our fridge in my apartment looks like that most of the time, what with three girls sharing it, two of whom having quite healthy appetites, as I have documented many times. So I just try to avoid looking into it most of the time. I keep OJ, soy milk, Gatorade, yogurt, and fruits and veggies in there, and the odd leftover (like the ribs/beans), but besides that, nothing else. Sometimes I wish I lived by myself; things would be so much easier.

Well, early to bed, early to rise. Also, the new John Mayer CD is fabulous, if anyone was thinking of buying it :)

Love you, Skinnies!

~Sottile.