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gag reflex.
I just finished the last of mean green and I totally almost threw up. But thats it! It’s over! All thats left is the horchata one and that one’s easy. I fucking did it. I feel like I just climbed a mountain. That shit took some serious willpower today more than ever.
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Blueprint Cleanse: The Final Countdown
Day 3 is here! And although I feel like it’s already over (and have convinced myself that maybe I should eat something in leu of the green stuff because its, like, pretty much over anyway), I know it’s really only 2/3rd over.
I didn’t initially do this cleanse to loose weight. I just did it to give my organs a rest, clean out my system, start from zero, and give myself some discipline regarding the types of things I put into my body. The weight loss portion of the cleanse was like an added bonus - although I know it’s only good for the weekend because baby I’m about to eat like 10 lobster rolls come Saturday.
This morning I finally fit into this stupid dress, which 2 months ago I couldn’t zip up past my waist, and now I’m kind of excited to actually finish the cleanse. Since I can’t see or feel my kidneys and liver and digestive system, I only have to hope they’re having a nice vacation while I gulp down big green, but as of this morning I can actually physically see at least one result, however fleeting it may be.
I’m wearing my stupid red dress today to remind myself all day that I actually fucking did it. And I actually need to finish it.
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A slice of Connecticut
Thats kind of what I was thinking after seeing the photos, and I thought it didn’t look like the building or the street. Thanks for the info!
I’m from Stonington (5 miles from Mystic Pizza). The restaurant is just a tourist trap. Neither that building, nor their food was featured in the film. Locals won’t eat there. It’s just not that good, and overpriced because of the name. Pizzetta (just around the corner from Mystic Pizza) is amazing, and open until 2AM some nights. If you’re nostalgic for Mystic Pizza the movie, you’re better off making a pit stop in Watch Hill, RI (about 15 miles from Mystic). All of those architect-devirginizing-the-Yalee scenes were filmed there. Plus, East Beach in Watch Hill is good for a dip—ask the locals how to get there, because it’s fairly well hidden.
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YES! This is the best corporate-related news I’ve heard all year! Down with Starbucks!
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A slice of Connecticut
(via Richarddigitalphot os)The real Mystic Pizza is still around and I was rallying for a pizza pit-stop on our Friday road trip, but the pies don’t really look my style. I like it paper-thin and with minimal toppings, as I think the flavor of the cheese, crust, and spices should be the main event of the pie.
Here it is:
(via shianlotta)
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Day 2 of the Blueprint Cleanse
I want sushi so badly. I also want to dive into a pool of enchiladas. Or soft tacos - whatever. I’d eat anything right now. I’d probably eat your pet if you smothered it in BBQ sauce.
The green juices are the hardest to get down. I’ve got a 3-per day struggle with those bad boys. I have to hold my nose, close my eyes, and just gulp with reckless abandon. The ones in between - a pineapple, a lemon, and something that resembles horchata - those are cake. MMMMM, cake … .
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This morning I called my mom on my walk to work.
- Me: Cool mom, well it's been nice talking to you - I'm at work now so I should go in.
- Mom: Ok. Oh, honey wait -
- Me: Mom I really have to go . . .
- Mom: THIS IS IMPORTANT! There is a huge crazy machine called the Hadron Collider somewhere in Switzerland or something and some horrible people - MONSTERS - are controlling it and they're going to turn it on and it might create a black hole that swallows the Earth so in case that happens I just wanted you to know I love you.
- Me: Thanks, mom. I love you too. I'm going to work now.
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Sorry I’m late for work, I was stuck in a recording session with Bootsy CollinsSomeone actually just said this to me. Oh, and she wasn’t kidding.
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Le Sigh
I miss real thrift stores.
That’s crazy that you wrote that - i was JUST thinking that like 2 hours ago. Sometimes I feel like it would be worth it to find a good deal on a rental car on an off-weekend and gas her up and hit the road to some strange obscure little towns for pizza, drinks, BBQ, and a scouring of thrift stores. I once found an amazing Donkey Kong shirt in Birmingham Alabama, then a few weeks later a vintage Guinness shirt in Tulsa. I’ll never forget it. Maybe when I’m done with this cleanse I’ll fit into my tiny little Donkey Kong shirt again.