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crapulent (KRAP-yuh-luhnt) adjective

Sick from excessive drinking or eating.

[From Late Latin crapulentus (very drunk), from Latin crapula (drunkenness), from Greek kraipal (hangover, drunkenness).]

"A doctor examining one of his more crapulent patients said to him,
'Your body is a temple and your congregation is too large.'"
Dale Turner; Guarding Our Health Lets Us Better Serve in Role God
Intended; The Seattle Times; Apr 26, 2003.

"1975: Ever in search of new dining experiences, Vancouverites get
crapulent on goblets of beer and fat drumsticks at the Mediaeval Inn."
Liz Hodgson; The Curve Theme Restaurants; Vancouver Sun (Canada);
Feb 26, 2000.

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Today is not going so badly. Workin', eating all my good stuff. Temptations are all around me, too. Someone brought in chocolate candies. Reeses Peanut Butter cups. Oranges! But no. I did not have them. Not a one. I am more interested to see how my body reacts to these food changes as much as I am seeking to lose weight.

I tried garlic artichoke hummus today. I was saddened that it's not nearly as tasty on celery as peanut butter is. I'm allowed about a tablespoon serving of peanut butter at a shot, or per diem. Peanut butter is uber tasty. I shall never take peanut butter for granted again.

Yes, I have gone nuts. (Pun not initially intended.)

I wonder if I'll hit some sort of culinary delirium soon? Penning odes to cakes and breads. Potato soliloquoys. Peanut Butter haikus. And let us not forget: Beet poetry.

Yes, I can't have beets either! Did I give a rat's ass before this diet? Hell no!

Cute cate tale:
I woke up this morning smothered by my two little predators. I was asleep on my stomach. One cat was snuggled up right on my side, and another was laying on my back. I had a hard time moving, but it was cute nonetheless.

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For those who don't get the molly_ivins feed, here's a primer for tonight's state of the union address:

http://www.sacbee.com/content/opinion/national/ivins/story/8132240p-9064233c.html

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Fuck Nazis

Tuesday Night Rambles

Diet:
This diet schtick makes me do more day to day cooking and planning ahead. I can't say that's bad. Tonight, I baked some chicken that had been soaking in herbs, garlic and a bit of olive oil overnight. I drizzled a little balsamic vinegar at the end. It was tasty. I made extra to chop up and use for lettuce wraps for tomorrow's lunch. I feel my energy levels go up during my workouts, though. But overall, I've still been feeling a little sleepy. Of course, that's due to my lack o' sleep.

State of the Union:
I watched part of it. When Bush talked about the need for sports players to be better role models (and not cheat to get ahead), I pondered the role model we have for president: be born into a rich family, run several unsuccessful business, do drugs, go awol in the national guard, and still become president. Now that's a role model, kids.