After a while of being nervous and not eating, I've been on a bit of binge lately. Ice cream, cheesy sandwiches, pasta, red vines and lots of sunflower seeds.

I haven't had a drink in several days and feel like in the absense of alcohol I'm getting bloated. The idea of a cabbage fast sounds appealing.

I'm behind on some things and when that happens, I tend to look around at all the other things to do and have a hard time starting anything.

Since my last big CD buying spree and the lost glasses stupid tax, I've been spending money on other people which is OK I guess. There isn't anything pressing on my wish list.

I'm getting a little anxious about the Pickathon. Typical for me to look forward to something for a long time and then get cold feet as it approaches.

Onion rings.

I bought a birthday cake without knowing what was underneath the frosting. I hoped it could be a good surprise, but it turned out to white, not to be what the person who it was intended for wanted. Luckily, I got a little fancy chocolate thing too.

12 candles for 38 (3+8) and 1 to grow. I blew them out.

I went to my second estate sale ever on Sunday. They were both eerily the same; same layout of house, same old lady doilies and odd knick knacks, same sad sense of the stuff left behind when a life ends.

My friend who knows about estate sales and being fashionable said I'd be a fool not to buy the grey leather coat with white fur trim at $20, so I did. I also put in a blind bid on a worn dining room rug. The estate sale guy today called and said I can have it for $200. I've wanted an old rug, but I'm not sure that this one really will go with my decor.

It feels vulture-like to buy this stuff from a dead person. Actually, maybe the lady or man of the house just has to move to a nursing home. Who knows? But in the spirit of reuse, I'll try not to feel morbid. I don't when I get stuff from Goodwill. And buying new stuff is probably more harmful in the long run.

Yesterday's yoga class was a great choice.

Making it past tomorrow night will be a relief. I have to bring food to a meeting.

I went to sleep last night at 9 pm despite the fact that a friend said the best band ever was playing. I seems that rest (and not going out) does have a correlation to health, I feel good this morning. Plus the band was named X but was from Australia not LA, so I was skeptical.

My throat is sore and my tongue is coated. I bought many natural remedies.

I consumed a lot yesterday: cannoli, beer, penne