Instructions on how to survive New Years Eve for a wannabe skinny

Disclaimer:
as you may have noticed, this is a strictly over 18 blog. I do not encourage doing what I write bout in any way.

FIRST
Wear something comfortable. The other girls, all wrapped in too tight dresses, will look fatter, you'll feel better.

SECOND
When you get to your friends house, check out the food and compliment the cooks. Before dinner I mean!

THIRD
When someone starts pouring aperitivo, excuse yourself and go to the bathroom. Blow a small line, oh, and before you buy some random coke, be sure the yours is cut with both novocaine AND laxies.

FOURTH
Drink some aperitivo. By this time, your from teeth will start feeling awkward. The bubbles from the champagne will increase this feeling. Try to staff some salted food in your mouth. It will taste like cardboard. Don't forget to keep complimenting the cook (with words, not facts).
By the first course, all your hunger will be forgotten.

Keep repeating when needed.

On the next days, avoid public activities as much as possible. You will poop often and conspicuously.
Don't forget to have fun and drink a lot of water!

Remember lovelies - bikini season's coming soon.

Christmas? check.. and now..

....

yep

now it's time for training.

Hope you are all doing well

How long is it till summer break again?

updates
I had some nevi (birthmarks?) removed last week. I have stistches everywhere, on my tummyu, on my back, on my face... aaaarggh fuck.
I'm getting fatter and fatter, not being able to run due to the stitche clearly isn't helping

S left yesterday for Rome and will work ther until Xmas, so that's a perfect occasion to drop some hideous fat. He left yesterday and I already lost 1kg.

I'm doing nothing but working. I hate it.

Missing Wolverine

In sleep he works with me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
and speaks my name
and do I dream again?
For now I find
Wolverine my boss is here
inside my mind


Dreamed of Wolverine (my ex-boss, here) three times over the last 4 days.

A sign? Dunno. I sure miss him at work. Stockholm syndrome? totally.

overdue update - crazy, toys in the attic she is crazy.....

So, I don't really know how to address this. I'm a person who does not believe in supernatural. Like, at all.
Yet, I keep reading Stephen King's books and then spend sleepless nights convinced that zombies will come out of my closet (and Pennywise from IT? It exists. Let's not even talk about IT).

having said that, daytime I'm not scared by strange things. Ok I dunno how to say this.

I see something that is not there.

At work, I moved recently to a different part of the open space. On my left there is a floor to ceiling glass wall from which I see an internal garden (no accessible on foot).
When I look at my computer screen, with the left corner of my eye I see someone standing outside.
There is no one standing outside.
Clearly, this is some visual trick caused by shadows or whatever.

It is driving me nuts.


Quick update on the rest.
I'm fat.
This morning I went running for the first time in months due to my hip problem. So far so good. maybe I can finally get back to running.
Nonno is dying according to dad. Then again, this is not the first time I hear this. He is supposedly slowly fading away (by which I mean he's more and more absent and sleeps more and more), so dying of old age (he's 90). If he lives another two months, he'll have his other leg taken. I sincerely wish him to die peacefully of age before that happens.

(I hate funerals and I look like a cold bitch at funerals. Worse, in a ubercatholic country like this, I don't know the mandatory answers to the priest at church)

Last, I passed 4 interviews for a new job. We'll see.