Make It Rain

Felt pretty good with yesterday's consumption. Two 100 Calorie English Muffins, one with butter and one with two slices of block cheddar. Technically, I followed that up with two pieces of saltwater taffy and a roll of Spree's candy, but I can't imagine that that had too much of an impact. I'm glad I stopped when I did, because I usually keep eating because I initally feel starving and get on a roll, as it were, and end up feeling bloated and regretful. I really need to pause after eating an appointed amount (in this case the two English Muffins, or ideally, next time, one English Muffin.), because then I would see that I'm not really hungry anymore and would save myself gorging. I do think that those 100 Calorie English Muffins are slightly sweet, almost like they were wheat bread, and I do think I prefer the regular ones, and honestly, those I believe only have 120 calories, so they're pretty good for you either way. I should like to limit myself this week to English Muffins, and saltines and red pepper hummus. Felt good about not stopping at Subway on the way home last night from Club Charles. That was fun, a very eventful night at Club Charles. The bar had seemed to have been invaded by very dirty, unkempt weirdos--- a.k.a. MICA kids (from New York, or Baltimore sell-outs who have adopted that misguided idea that looking dirty equals being cool or artistic.). Jamie complained that they weren't tipping, after paying with $100 bills ("slumming it" I suppose), then one filthy motherfucker came back in, ordered another round of car bombs, actually did leave a tip this time, knocked into me at the bar repeatedly, then stole someone's brand new martini, and when Jamie called him on it and kicked him out, he proceeded to make vulgar and threatening remarks and gestures, so she called the cops. The cops actually picked the guy up about twenty minutes later, based on the description everyone in the bar jumped at the chance to provide, and brought him back to pay for the drinks he stole. What a douche, and then after you make trouble, stay in the general vicinity walking around where you can easily be spotted? Dumbass.

Other than that, tried to be helpful as Nick poured over his benefits package for Sheppard Pratt, trying to decide which healthcare plan to pick and all that. Today will be his first day in the classroom. Part of me wishes I had just sucked it up and taken that job I interviewed for the other month. It was that insurance stuff that put me off, getting authorizations and that. I hate having to do that here, I didn't want to have to do it everyday, but now I kind of wish I had just sucked it up, because it would have been a change atleast. Maybe I'll see if they have any other listings for jobs.

Nick played another Tom Waits album for me in the car last night, Real Gone. Pretty good, some of it. I'm very glad I've gotten introduced to some really awesome stuff of his, although it is definately an aquired taste.

I hope Nick was able to get up this morning. When we got back and he was leaving, mention was made of me saying it first sometime, which I certainly have no opposition to. Looking forward to going to Two For Tuesdays tonight.