Weight: 335.4 lbs
( 152.1 kg)
BMI: 43.1
Waist: 57 in (144.8 cm)
WtHr: 77%
Breakfast: Bacon and Eggs
Lunch:
Fajita Soup
Dinner: Taco Pork Loin
Drinks: Salted Coffee,
Kroger Seltzer, Sugar Free Red Bull, Sugar Free Monster
Keto Week 2 (Day
20)
Sober Month 3 (Day 114)
YMCA: No
Last night I had
a strange twitching in my left knee. Right below the kneecap. It
didn't hurt, it was just like there was like a cricket or something
jiggling around inside of my knee. I don't think that it's anything
to be worried about just yet the knee is working fine this morning
and again there is no pain. But it might be something to keep an eye
on.
Used up the last
of the bacon this morning. I debated on wither or not to buy another
thing of bacon. But I settled on just buying a smaller pack of bacon.
It should last me until Tuesday when I can do the proper grocery
shopping.
When I got to
work there was a new carryout guy. By the end of his three hour shift
he was laying on the end of the register wheezing. I asked him if he
was alright. He told me that he'd be fine, he just didn't know that
there would so much “Standing up” involved in working there.
Brother in Christ, you signed up to be a carryout at a grocery store,
what did you think you'd be doing? Laying down?
Writing out the
notes on paper with a pen I kind of thought of looking up how to
write shorthand. Or what I thought shorthand was. I thought that
shorthand was just abbreviated words. Bt th tk wl b fgrn wht I wrt.
But I guess that shorthand is a system of squiggles instead of actual
letters and words. I think I'll pass on that. The note for today fit
on a piece of receipt paper that wasn't much longer than a regular
receipt.
Someone
had put a “Fuck Trump” sticker on a cart. Someone pointed it out
but they went through the line and out the door before I could do
anything. It took a while to find it again. Thankfully it pulled off
pretty easily. I do have to say please don't put political stickers
on shopping carts. Naturally you are welcome to your own opinion on
political opinions. But businesses really should be politically
neutral. Putting your political stickers on other people's property
is forcing your opinion onto other people. And yes, I would be saying
the same thing if it were a "Let's go Brandon" sticker as
well
At
lunch I put the pork sirloin in the slow cooker with some seasonings
to make a kind of taco pork mix. I've been asking people who come
through with pork loins how they were planning to cook theirs, but
the only reactions that I've been getting have been these strange
horrified looks. Like it was strange that I would dare suggest that
they cook their pork. I was just looking for advice for something to
do with mine. But I would never get a response. I ended up asking
Chat GPT for tips. That pork sirloin made a lot more than I was expecting. I'm probably going to have a higher weigh in tomorrow than I did today.
There was a
strange moment when I got back from lunch I found a lady staring
dazed at the ice cream cones. She was mystified by the “no
artificial flavors” written on the front of the box. She didn't
know what that meant. There wasn't a lot of different meanings to
that. It just means that they didn't flavor the ice cream cones.
There weren't any ice cream cones that were “flavored” but she
didn't understand what that meant. She asked me if the lack of
flavors made the ice cream cones healthier. It's an ice cream cone.
If you're worried about the healthiness of an item. Don't buy ice
cream cones.
My joints were making really sharp snapping noises a lot during the last couple of days. I'm not quite sure if that's a good thing or not. There's not really any pain in the popping. Just kind of a build up and then a nasty crunching crack. The kind that Mom really hate it when we pop our knuckles around her.
Roommate is almost done healing up. He's still thinking about getting a local job. But his friends are recruiting pretty hard for an Over the Road Gig. He talks a lot about those options. He says that he's just keeping those options open. He does seem to talk favorably about the over the road options. Maybe he's just eager to get back to work. He has been sitting around for the last four months.
Made a lady angry. She was shouting about racism. But I had gone into the customer service desk to help the lady in there because the lottery ticket dispenser crapped out. And the lady was yelling that we were being racist against her because she had to wait in line. Um, it was 5pm on a Friday, a Friday before a major holiday (Easter). Everybody had to wait their turn in line. Black, White, Brown, Yellow, Red, Orange, Pink, Purple, Aquamarine, you're going to have to wait your turn. And then she got upset because she had an order that was over $130, but she only had $60. So she had to go through her entire order taking things off one at a time. She was upset that she had to put more than half of her stuff back because we were, "just trying to starve normal people" I do think there will be an increase in prices, but that isn't going to happen for a while. Not until Manufacturers start having to pay for the materials that they'll have to import to make their stuff. But that hasn't happened yet.
As the night went on I wasn't sure if the people were getting more and more crazy and wired, or if it was just me. A coworker noted that people were really crazy all day long. But Even while I was driving home I noted people were acting weirdly. Across the street from the store at the Boxing Gym there were a bunch of kids holding up signs. There were a bunch of kids running out into the street so I didn't drive that way so I didn't see what the signs said because I didn't want to go look at a sign and end up smacking a kid who ran out into traffic. As I drove north on Main Street a person without their lights on decided to pull a parking turn right in front of me. I was going north, they were going south and they decided to park on the eastern curb of the street, just by flipping the turn right there. It was far enough away that I had time to break. But when I looked up there was a guy doing jumping jacks right in the middle of Main Street. I was really glad that I was going home.
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