Wednesday

Well, today is hump day. This afternoon I go to find out the results of my sleep center testing.

I'm a bit disheartened by the election results last night. Obama won more states, but Clinton won more delgates. And, being a newbie to politics, I'm discovering for the first time this thing called "super-delegates" that are really the upper echelons of the democratic party. These people have sway over "what's best for the party" rather than the will of the people being able to choose. The cynical side of me says that there will be wheeling and dealing in the back rooms to elect the candidate that will keep the status quo and not shake things up too much... ie Clinton.

Ah well.

On the food front, I had to fast yesterday for 6 hours. I was giving blood and other liquids samples to a nurse after school for testing and they needed me to have not eaten for the 6 hours prior. So when it was all over, and I realized I'd also received my new netflix movies, I did what I would have done months ago.

I ordered a pizza.

Delivery.

I ate almost half of it. The dough I didn't like, it was PapaJohn's original crust. And while the ends were good and crispy, the doughy bottom I didn't want to eat. I ended up picking off the toppings (bbq chicken, onions, black olives and cheese) and then eating the crisp crust.

40 minutes later I was having a reaction to the food. My face was flushed and hot, and my heart felt a bit more pumpy than usual. By the time I got ready for sleep, I felt like I'd been drugged- and not in a good way. I couldn't believe I used to do this to myself on purpose. Blech... it wasn't worth it. I still don't feel like myself this morning... like I "need" a big mug of Starbucks sugar and caffeine. No wonder I was in a vicious cycle of bad choices.

I want to go back to bed, but I'm going to work instead.