It has officially been 48 hours since I've eaten. I feel like a fish out of water. I feel like a land fish. I AM THE MISSING LINK. I've always known this, it's just taken starving to death to find out for certain.
Bad Idea of the Day: Going home to the parent's casa and smelling some sort of fantastic seafood dish my dad made. [does this make me a cannibal? A Land Fish who loves the smell of fish??] I kind of cheated by
sipping a spoonful of the seafood sauce. Then I washed it down with my Lemonade Elixir and was FULLY SATIATED.
This fast is wreaking havoc on my thoughts and feelings. For some reason I feel like the smallest human this side of Kindercare. I look in the mirror and see a frail, tiny, embryo. I fear that by the end of this ordeal I will be nothing more than stem cells in a Petri Dish. My biography will be entitled, "The Curious Case of the Malnourished Land-Fish."
I just forgot what I was doing for about 15 seconds.
Oh yea. STATS TIME.
Weight: 186ish. I should get a digital scale. The $10 scale from target with the wavering needle does not give me much faith in it's accuracy.
Most Common Emotion of the Day: Bewilderment. Is that an emotion or a state of being? I hate you.
Hours Remaining: 190.5
Percent Done: 20%
Music I listened to while writing this bo'shit: Portishead- Third
My I-tunes says its in the "Trip-Hop" genre. I say I-Tunes can "suck-it." You can pronounce "III" by saying "aye-aye-aye" or even "ai-yi-yi." Try it at home!
This is my friend Thomas Frempong Aye Yi...or Thomas Frempong II or even Tom Pong Jr.!
I remember the first day Tom Pong Jr. walked into our sanctuary. He wore his feelings on his sleeve.
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