September 15, 2009 - Breakfast
In the morning I weighed myself; then I read about computer programming for my own amusement; and I replied, politely, to the night's accumulation of work emails from the hostile subscribers who, aged or mentally infirm, are incapable of scaling mount login. "VERY frustrated," they write, hardly aware that they are twenty seconds of form letter from understanding.
The piezoelectric speaker in my digital blood pressure cuff beeps in time to Falco's "Der Kommisar," which plays from my computer.
This is an unhappy confluence; I am jolted out of my automatic behavior into the awareness that I am 35 years old in a blood pressure cuff and listening to Falco.
I am loved, I remind myself.
Every now and then I take a side-profile picture directly from the computer. Record-keeping. Right now a straight line of flesh runs from chin to chest. Eventually, one assumes, that line will be parabolic. But for right now my head in profile is almost a perfect parallelogram. Large and squarish. Who can say that? Who can question the nobility of a rectangular profile? I'm sure some academic press has published a book pointing out that at one time a rectangular side-profile was the very portrait of power and grace. But those people are all dead. Falco as well is dead.
I have a cousin with a 30-inch neck. He lives in New Haven. It precedes him, his neck. It presents challenges.
Down 20 lbs. exactly from when I first stood upon WASPGEL on July 30. 40 from July 1 or so.
This is how the grind will go.
| Food | Qty | Calories |
|---|---|---|
| Cereal, Nature's Path Organic Heritage, 3/4 c. | 1.3 | 160 |
| Cereal, fibrous, 2/3 cup | 1.5 | 120 |
| Coffee, black, 1 oz. | 8 | 0 |
| Milk, no fat, 1 c. | 0.5 | 45 |
| Total | 325 |
Weight: 322 lbs