Too much going on, and of course I'm ill. And buying an apartment, and trying to finish the site for Magazine, and all the other projects that pile up and unpile. Dysthymia, says the shrink, and prescribes fish oil, which I shoot into my mouth every morning from a plastic container. There are two pairs of pants that still fit.
The new apartment has a gym.
| Food | Qty | Calories |
|---|---|---|
| Cereal, fibrous, 2/3 cup | 3 | 240 |
| Milk, no fat, 1 c. | 90 | |
| Total | 330 |