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My respect for Brendan Behan has gone up enormously lately...

ONLY NICE THINGS

15:10 / 25.09.02

Well, I've been drinking and smoking heavily pretty much every night for the last (checks watch) four or five days, and getting by on between 2 and 3 hours' sleep a night; have eaten four sandwiches, a chicken leg and some rice cakes since the start of the week...and I think I'm beginning to remember what it's like to be a student.

How does everyone else treat their bodies these days? With love, or profound resentment?

Goodness Gracious Meme

15:33 / 25.09.02

generally, like a slightly battered temple... feed it as well as I can, don't drink very much (with the odd big binge), smoke fags and dope a little, no exercise. then over a two month period, smoking like a chimney/hippy and a weekend of cramming every possible toxin into my body. I *was* that Denis Leary tracheotomy.

In the last 5-10 days, started vigorous exercise, smoked 1 cigarette, and been fed mainly by parents, so very healthily and plentifully... I'd be a blooming example of health were it not for the fact that I've had no sleep for the last two days and a total of 4-5 hours sleep the previous two.

I'm feeling veeerrrrryyyy sllloooowwwww and sleeeeeeppyyyy.

So I guess I treat mine in such a manner as to teach it never to let its guard down.

15:38 / 25.09.02

Actually, in my entirely stress-free last few weeks preparing to destroy my existing life and build a new one, I've found myself actually drinking and smoking less than when I was a student, the thing being that if your day is basically one long panic attack, a hangover really doesn't help that. And I've been forced to stay at my parent's house after being thrown out on the street, and I can't smoke there.

15:46 / 25.09.02

I don't exercise it enough. I used to, used to run and swim and all that good stuff, and I want to start again. Food is not good - after coming out to my family about being bulimic, I'm managing not to use laxatives that often, but am generally either feeding it too much or too little, and usually not that healthily either (weird combinations of fizzy strawberry and banana sweets and real strawberries, today). I don't cut it anymore, mostly, since I came out about that, too. Much stress not relieved in the usual unhealthy fashion at present, but with no bloody where else to go.

Right now, I'm wondering if I've got something wrong with one of my knees, because its always clicked a lot, and occasionally gives out on me, but now if I walk for more than a couple of minutes it clicks pretty much at every step. It's an audible click too, which makes it slightly embarrassing. It doesn't usually hurt, but it feels weird...

I don't smoke, drink, or do drugs. All except the smoking bit is kind of by accident rather than by design - I can't drink, and I'm not sociable enough to have much access to drugs, except cannabis, and I don't like it.

15:47 / 25.09.02

I gave up on eating two months ago, I think. It's a really over-hyped thing, actually. Erm... ok. I eat nothing all day and at night have a ramen noodle thing. But I don't for three days already because I'm fed up with how bad it tastes.

Been drinking on weekends, alone at home, not a nice thing to see. (Sorry Haus, I turned your thread in a really ugly thing), and on weekdays smoke lots of pot with a stoner housemate, go to sleep at 3 in the morning to wake up at six. Only on weekends I eat properly. Which means "pizza". Certain parts of my body hate me, I'm sure.

16:10 / 25.09.02

Just before I turned 30, I started getting hangovers. Previous to that, I could drink all I wanted, pass out on a linoleum floor in four in the morning, and still be bright eyed and bushy-tailed at work the next morning. I was unbreakable.

Then I broke.

Now, just a regular night of drinking lager (with not shots or cocktails) is enough to give me a hangover. Even when I have a big meal. It's sick. It doesn't stop me, but it is annoying.

Plus I start getting sleepy after a few hours of drinking. Not drunk, per se, just nappy. Pah!

16:25 / 25.09.02

Ugh. Despite my best efforts, my health is terrible right now. Just got fairly competant at what does and doesn't set my Crohn's condition off and now have found that I probably have a serious blood/sugar imbalance, which explains why I sleep nearly every afternoon and get shaky and close to collapse if I don't eat regularly. So another change of diet is needed. I frightened a bloke at work yesterday by swearing and threatening the photocopier - I'm stressed because I want to get out of London, the performance is Friday and I have no idea how it's going to go, thus PMT is bad this time and has got me in kill mode.

I'm not drinking much, I don't smoke, but I'm finding myself taking to my prescription painkillers just to get through the day. I wouldn't spend time with me right now.

16:38 / 25.09.02

I have a low blood sugar thing, so I have to eat at approx. three-hour intervals or I devolve into something not pretty. But I just discovered last week when Husb went away on a business trip that eating is a matter of social conditioning to me, as in:

Husb (on the phone): Did you fix something for dinner?
P: No.
Husb: What are you having then?
P: Red Bull. Chips.

I don't smoke and thank God I guess, because I am an insane creature of habit & can never give things up once I've started them. And cigarette smoking is perfect for me.

I don't drink mostly out of vanity, because drinking turns me --I used to say "livid," until I discovered that livid means blue-- but no, not blue but bright red all over. Then I go straight to passing out. I have never been pleasantly drunk, which I feel left out about.

18:43 / 25.09.02

Smoke too much, drink too much, eat too much (and unwisely), walk everywhere, but otherwise get no exercise and never moisturise ! Seem to be as healthy as a (very healthy) horse, mind. A healthy but very portly horse.

*Earnestly looks for wood to touch*

And to think, just a year ago, I was going to gym three times a week and hadn't smoked for six months. At least I don't, well very rarely, smoke hash any more.

Just filled in my Occupational Health questionnaire for new job and was astonished to discover I'd nothing to put on it. I'm delighted to be confounding the healthy living statisticians!

Must be due to the healing hands of lovely Lord Ganesh. And the absence of stress from my life, ha!

19:09 / 25.09.02

Drink very rarely, about once every two months. Don't use any other recreational drugs, simply because I don't particularly trust myself when not entirely straight, rather than through any Grange Hill pressure. Eat fairly well, but tend to have a number of smaller meals spread out through the course of the day instead of three main ones. Internal organs play a regular gurgle symphony, but that's always been the case. Try to do a bit of exercise each day - generally takes the form of lengthy walks (can't drive, anyway). Need to force myself into a more strict exercise regime, having quit work (was a fairly heavy, manual job).

My main problem is sleep, in that my internal clock seems to go completely haywire every now and again. For the last three (unemployed) months I've been running on a 1200 - 0400 day, sleeping through all the daylight of morning. It's not insomnia, because when I get my head down I can sleep for hours. Body just seems to be tuned funny. Strangely, I currently feel and, apparently, look the healthiest I ever have. So, other than the relative lack of exercise, I'm not really doing too badly right now.

Goodness Gracious Meme

19:13 / 25.09.02

oh, and just occurred to me that 'eating like a student' puts me in mind of massive communal curries, chillies, huge evergrowing lasagnes and the like. Basically anything very cheap that can made in one pan to feed 10 people. Thems were the days...

19:17 / 25.09.02

Hmmm 'eating like a student' reminds me of living on porridge and some noodles with black bean sauce for several days, but still finding money to go out...actually I totally remember borrowing money from friends to go out drinking then making sure I had a few quid left out of that to eat the next day...

19:45 / 25.09.02

Come to think of it, as a student I ate better than I do now. No coming back from work at 8 and thinking "no time for food, just get straight down to the drinking".

19:57 / 25.09.02

Ugggh, I just remembered what I used to eat as a student --those horrible Budget Gourmet things. Stacks of them in the freezer, and then you'd saw them open with a serrated steak knife & microwave them and eat them right out of the cardboard container.