Breakfast, 10:30 a.m.

Peanut butter on wheat bread, and a banana. The
Tupperware below contains my lunch...I didn't want to
set the bread on the bare counter, and all the plates
were dirty, so...

Lunch, 1:00 p.m.

Leftovers. I ate about half of this.

Snack, 4:30 p.m.

The Cinnamon Toast Crunch I'd packed for my lunch
a few days ago but didn't eat. I know. Bad Sig. But it
gets worse.

Dinner, 7:30 p.m.

Mushroom Philly from Milano's, with fries. I'm sad to
say I ate almost the whole thing. I've noticed that I eat
way worse when I'm with friends than when I'm at
home. Tonight I got together with friends to discuss the
novel Writer Friend Lauren wrote for her thesis. We
ordered in...and this was the result. I'm kind of sad, too,
because this is probably the last Milano's cheese steak I
will ever eat...and they're so good. But good riddance, in
a way. Milano's is a big contributing factor to my grad
school weight gain. When I lived with Writer Friend Erin,
we'd order cheese steaks probably once a week. We'd just
have to give our address, and the girl taking the order would
know what we were ordering. It was bad. And oh so good.
This was definitely our thesis fuel. The difference was that
Erin was active -- yoga, swimming -- so she didn't gain five
million pounds.