Estoy engordando, en serio (Seriously, I'm getting fatty!)
Okay, the day before Soo arrived in Lima, I wrote this additional little snippet to my day's activities. It's old, but I wrote it, so it's going up anyway!
One other thing I forgot to mention, a happy surprise that came to me last night in the glory of slumber. It turns out that with all of the Scrubs watching I’ve been doing as of late is having an effect on my dreams, and last night Zach Braff moved back to the U.S. from some distant country because he realized that I was his soul mate. (Sigh!) Is that beautiful or what? What a delightful dream to wake up to…Again and again I must say, I just love my fantasy world. : )
Also, let me make another addition to the day’s excitement. Today was Pericles’ birthday and for dinner we went to a restaurant with what is quite possibly the most impressive buffet table I have ever had the privilege of indulging in. Yes, a privilege, and also a great punishment. Because I ate. I ate like my life depended on it. I ate as I have never eaten before in my life! Imagine that as a normal dinner here in Peru, particularly in this household, I drink a mug of warm milk and eat maybe a sandwich. A small sandwich at that, with some cheese and maybe some ham. For dinner tonight, I first went for the little meats, cheeses, crackers and vegetables. Then I got a plate of salads. Then another plate of salads. Then a personal-sized pizza. Then a plate of spinach raviolis and a few bites of lasagna (evil, evil chef it was, offering me lasagna as if I had the will power to refuse!). Then to top it all off, for dessert I had this pretty little chocolate cake (the kind with melty fudge in the middle) in the shape of a rose with a scoop of ice cream on the side. I have never been this fat in my life, and I can actually feel my body expanding and I’m getting incredibly disgusted with myself. Ew! There has been this ongoing battle between my body (which says it doesn’t need any more food) and my mouth (which says, “Eat more, eat more, you know you want to!”) and unfortunately my mouth has been winning this battle. Rrrrrrrrgh! Not cool, mouth, not cool, and it’s about time for the tables to turn. I actually had to throw up a bit when I got home because my body was so unhappy with the engordando. Then, wouldn’t you know it, the toilet wouldn’t flush. Yet again we have a classic non-flushable moment. : ) I will say, though, that I finally noticed one benefit to this weight gain: I’m finally getting a butt. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, there is without a doubt some definition in my hinterlands, an entity this body has never known. Oh yeah, I’m proud.
One other thing I forgot to mention, a happy surprise that came to me last night in the glory of slumber. It turns out that with all of the Scrubs watching I’ve been doing as of late is having an effect on my dreams, and last night Zach Braff moved back to the U.S. from some distant country because he realized that I was his soul mate. (Sigh!) Is that beautiful or what? What a delightful dream to wake up to…Again and again I must say, I just love my fantasy world. : )
Also, let me make another addition to the day’s excitement. Today was Pericles’ birthday and for dinner we went to a restaurant with what is quite possibly the most impressive buffet table I have ever had the privilege of indulging in. Yes, a privilege, and also a great punishment. Because I ate. I ate like my life depended on it. I ate as I have never eaten before in my life! Imagine that as a normal dinner here in Peru, particularly in this household, I drink a mug of warm milk and eat maybe a sandwich. A small sandwich at that, with some cheese and maybe some ham. For dinner tonight, I first went for the little meats, cheeses, crackers and vegetables. Then I got a plate of salads. Then another plate of salads. Then a personal-sized pizza. Then a plate of spinach raviolis and a few bites of lasagna (evil, evil chef it was, offering me lasagna as if I had the will power to refuse!). Then to top it all off, for dessert I had this pretty little chocolate cake (the kind with melty fudge in the middle) in the shape of a rose with a scoop of ice cream on the side. I have never been this fat in my life, and I can actually feel my body expanding and I’m getting incredibly disgusted with myself. Ew! There has been this ongoing battle between my body (which says it doesn’t need any more food) and my mouth (which says, “Eat more, eat more, you know you want to!”) and unfortunately my mouth has been winning this battle. Rrrrrrrrgh! Not cool, mouth, not cool, and it’s about time for the tables to turn. I actually had to throw up a bit when I got home because my body was so unhappy with the engordando. Then, wouldn’t you know it, the toilet wouldn’t flush. Yet again we have a classic non-flushable moment. : ) I will say, though, that I finally noticed one benefit to this weight gain: I’m finally getting a butt. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, there is without a doubt some definition in my hinterlands, an entity this body has never known. Oh yeah, I’m proud.
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