So hungry!

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Well, last night before bed.  I just became... starving.  I almost got a pizza.  Instead I made three hamburger patties.  I sliced onion for them, put munster cheese slices on them, and diced a serrano pepper for on top.  A side of homemade mayo and mustard as well.  It was good.

Just quarter pounders, I literally weigh them out.  And, yet, I was absolutely stuffed after.  Probably should have just had two.  Hunger, to that extent, doesn't make sense.  It's just... it looks huge in the mirror, or angles, from which it can be seen.  Still full this morning.

I didn't get to bed until after one, for needing to cook.  Well, and waiting for a visitor.  And thinking about going to get a pizza.  Glad I didn't.  I had thought about a pizza, Monday, instead.  I... won't.  I've been doing too well with things.  A pizza would throw things off.  I'd like to get to a blood sugar of 100 before doing a pizza.  And, yes, I will.

I have only been eating out about every other week.  If that.  And, at slightly better places?  Though, to be honest, there is no "good" restaurant.  The greasy spoon, the this, the that, McDonalds?  They are all using seed oils, farmed fish and shrimp, questionable beef, pork, and poultry.  They serve what they can find for the cheapest, and make the tastiest without any real constraints.  It's... only illegal if caught, mind you.  Even if it really needs to be.  

So, if you are going to bother going out to eat?  Probably best going with a national chain, to be absolutely honest.  And, yes, that includes McDonalds.  Though, if they have gone woke, perhaps move to a different chain.  I think, after Bud, they are almost beginning to think before sticking their dick in the sausage maker.  Sometimes it really does turn on.  If not, teach them, again and again.

Up, honestly, at seven.  I stayed down until a bit after eight, but I wasn't asleep.  Couldn't sleep.  Feet were too hot, then too cold, but that wasn't the real problem.  I just woke at seven and couldn't get back to sleep no matter what.  I am tired, sleepy even, just not enough.

It is 54 out there.  And totally overcast, looking as if it could rain, or even snow.

Blood sugar is 203?  What the crap.  Oh well.  Eating out of the intermittent fasting window?  Just thinking of pizza?  Who knows.  Crazy.

I had a first bm, so weighed.  I won't call this the official number, hoping for another bm before I eat or drink else, as weight was 263.6?  Crazy.  How could I add that much weight?  I had six, say, cups of kefir; a slice of beef (about seven ounces) with onions, and three patties with cheese.  That's it folks, for caloried food.  I did have four or five waters, 12 ounces per, or so.  But I have voided a lot through yesterday, last night, and this morning.  Doesn't make sense.  That is like a five pound weight gain, overnight?  That's not right.  But... whatever.  Like I said, hoping to go again, to take some more of that off, before logging the weight.  Bleh.

I'll just keep at it.