two. (yesterday).

fail.

friday i managed to eat barely anything at za's..the girl i was with had already eaten dinner at the house- though she said this too late for me to say 'oh me too!' and get away with just a smoothie (delish, by the way). the night ended with me consuming a bottle of wine with my roommate from last year (well, a bottle each), and ending up at the boyfriend's. where i drank only water, but gave in to green beans and mashed potatoes (leftovers). at least they were veg..except the potatoes..fuck me.

yesterday morning i got dragged to ihop with boyfriend and fifteen of his fraternity brothers. coffee, water. didn't need anything else. that wasn't an option. got one of their 'healthy' omelettes, with spinach mushrooms tomatos and onion. it was good, and reasonably healthy, and all i ate yesterday. i'm just pissed that i keep eating. i don't need to. i haven't been hungry. it's so unnecessary.

yesterday afternoon i baked the cookie dough i'd mixed up friday and biked (uphill, mind you) over to the boyfriend's to give them to him. i didn't keep a single one for myself, or eat any of them or the dough. so proud of myself. sipped water as they watched the game,and went over some of my anthro terms (exam on tues) then headed home again to shower before the hockey game. so we all got hockey tickets. dropped a couple hundo on my season tickets, point being that i was in a seating group with bf and a bunch of the guys who went last year. they love it. as do i. anyway. the ticket office apparently doesn't think we have a seating group. (bullshit). so we're spread out over 5 different sections. fortunately boyfriend knows one of the ushers so just walked into our section from last year. the rest of us just migrated. 'twas pretty easy but also annoying and unnecessary. anyway. i literally stayed for half an hour, then ran home. ran. woohoo. threw my jeans and hockey stuff on, threw my little black dress and heels on, then grabbed a cab over to the house. everyone looked sooo good. then the guys came to pick us up, it was nice. at the house it was way classy, the guys were in shirts and ties, and they made us mimosas:) after that wiiine, then, y'know, brewskies. didn't drink a whole lot. mixer got old, so headed out with a couple of sisters to a house party, being told it was hush-hush and not to tell anyone at all. so that was cool. it was a long walk but i really got to know one of the girls. she's super cool- we're like the same person. and she is hot, like damn girl. anywho. yes, we got drunk food. i got chicken nachos. didn't even eat half, so i'm not that mad. i was hungry as fuck and didn't want to be hungover for family time this morning.

SO. in conclusion. days of liquid fasting = 0. today i won't be able to - i'll be forced to eat at brunch..we're going to a really good restaurant i love though so..idk. at least it won't be shit. but still. i'm frustrated.

gah.