Oops

I weigh 123 now.
And that's WITH clothes on.
How? I have no idea.
This whole week I haven't exercised and I've eaten Christmas candy. And yet I still managed to drop another two pounds.
Some people would consider it a good thing, but I don't. At this point any other weight lost is overkill.When my BMI was 18.5 I was like okay... I can deal with that. But 18.2 is way too low for my body. And at this rate I feel like I'll be losing more weight, so if my BMI dips below 18 I'll probably have to talk to my doctor.
I remember when my BMI was 20. Those were good times.

It's kind of funny. For the longest time after I got up to 142 pounds I thought there was no WAY I'd ever get down to 125. That was the thinnest I ever was in my teenage years, and so I set that as my goal. And now the pounds just keep ticking away. Since I still have fat in certain places (freaking love handles, I HATE that.) I'm content that I'm not wasting away. But when my love handles are gone and my legs are twigs I'll probably be cussing myself.
It's not like I don't eat. Yesterday I had pasta for lunch, and then a chicken parmesan sandwich for dinner. (Who would've thought sandwiches from dominoes would taste so good?)

Oh, and Joe did come over. I find it ironic that the king of blowing people off made it over here in record time.
But I guess that's also because I'm not the crazy *text every 5 seconds until he's here* type of person anymore. I just kind of went with the flow. Told him I was home, told him I'd see him when he got here, and then after an hour sent one message and then I was done.
My hope in humanity has been restored.

I still haven't heard from Sandy though. Maybe she's trapped in some kind of time continuum somewhere?

I played Left 4 Dead yesterday. It's actually not too terrifyingly scary during the day time. I absolutely refused to play it later that night though. Drew was like "Left 4 Dead?" and I was like "Over my dead body."
Which would've happened a lot in that game, because I would've been flailing around so much my character would've gotten eaten by the hordes of zombies.
There's one zombie called a boomer that vomits on you. Which is baaaad. If a boomer vomits on you, all the other zombies are attracted towards the scent and just completely freak out on you.
At one point when I was playing with Joe we were standing in the street and there were no zombies, and then a boomer snuck up behind me and vomited on me. All of a sudden 50 zombies came running out of nowhere.
That was intense.

Oh, and there was a warning on the screen "Certain cars set off alarms" etc. etc.
So Joe decides "I'll shoot this car right here."
He does, alarm goes off, swarm of zombies. Learned that lesson pretty fast kids - don't shoot cars. Dead people will run at you.

I realized just how girly of a gamer I am while I was playing. *Zombies comes running at me* "AHHHH OMG *shoots widely in every direction*"
But at least I have the balls to play. Most girls don't like playing games like that. I said MOST girls. Not ALL girls.
They just can't appreciate the intensive planning that goes into zombie hunting. You have to be real quiet and real precise to blow their heads off.
I had a shotgun. So they would come running at me and I'd BLAM and then their head would explode.
Awesome.
Here, in return for the gorey details of my game, I give you... cheesy grin.
Does that make up for it? No? Too bad. That's all you're getting. I put a lot of time and effort into figuring out how to take that picture without a timer.

I also played a little bit of fable, but not very much. I was too enthralled with the movies that I watched with Joe. We watched Minority Report and Charlie's Angels.
I really like Minority Report. I always have, and that's why I suggested we watch it.

-----I interrupt this blog to bring you an important message-----
Okay I'm off and on watching my digital photo frame on my desk and I want to share with you a picture that makes me laugh every time.Rear-ends! I'm the second from the left. Everyone else was digging for rocks to throw and skip on the water. But I look all tranquil and cute just standing there.
-----Back to our regularly scheduled programming-----
I need to take a shower before my mom gets home, and Drew wants to play Left 4 Dead, so I gotta skeedaddle.
I'll see ya'll on the flip side, peace out homies.