Intro to ramblings...

Hello.

To borrow a quote from Chuck Palahniuk's book "Choke", if you're going to read this, don't bother.

The purpose of this blog is purely selfish and self-indulgent.

I've had a problem I've been trying to kick for about a year. I'm feeling that if I can get the thoughts out *somewhere*, then maybe I won't feel the need to binge on tonnes of food and then spend a half an hour in the bathroom trying to puke said food up.

There. Said it. My dirty little secret.

I really am trying to quit. Today started okay: cereal, yogurt, and an orange for breakfast. A turkey and bacon sandwich for lunch. A chocolate bar in the afternoon. Then supper came: a foot long Subway Italian BMT, two cookies, a container of Lays cheddar chips, two eggs with a piece of Velveeta cheese, two spoonfuls of peanut butter, some more cereal, and about five pieces of toast liberally spread with margarine. Oh yeah, and two cans of Diet Pepsi to wash down two mouthfuls of Cranberry vodka.

Disgusting... and yet I can't stop. Not too much success today in puking it up, and now I feel a bit desparate. Like I can feel myself getting fatter as I write.

Tomorrow I will try again.