My god. Someone ordered a bunch of Wisconsin Chinese food. What a shitshow. I don't think I actually hit 1500 calories, but I might have. Between the algae in the rotting lake, my sore leg, and the fact that my wife's family is sort of perpetually on fire, I've been slowly retreating. I need to wash the sodium out of my body with about sixty quarts of water. Tomorrow we're in Chicago and some of the stressors are removed. Should be possible to make good, sensible CBT-style decisions—moving towards smaller goals. Will do my damnedest.
| Food | Qty | Calories |
|---|---|---|
| 1000-calorie unit of despair | 1.5 | 1500 |
| Total | 1500 |