Category — Anorexic Pic of the Week

I have lost the will to post anything creative or original. I’m unreasonably fat, unseasonably pale and generally tired of life. Oh, and my brother was just diagnosed with cancer. Sadly, the only hope for a positive outcome I have for his ordeal is the hope that I might actually lose a few pounds since the lump in my throat and knots in my stomach make it virtually impossible to eat.

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Now that I have you all thoroughly depressed, here’s an exciting new recipe from another one of our beloved fans (we’ll call her the “Bastard”):

Eggs and Spinach

Delicious breakfast full of vitamins and 58 cals, 1 gram of fat, 3 grams carbs, and 10 grams protein. Needs fiber though, and one gram of fat will have some people saying I’m a bastard. Anyway, here it is:

1. Lightly spray pan with spray oil. Use only a very small bit.
2. Put 1/4 cup frozen leaf spinach in the pan. Add a dash of garlic powder and stir on medium high heat until cooked.
3. Pour two egg whites on top of spinach and scramble until cooked.
4. Add 1 tbsp 2% mozzarella cheese, remove from heat, and stir to mix in cheese.

Its just complicated enough to make you feel like you are really cooking. Serve with a cup of diet blueberry pomegranate juice to bring the calorie count up to 58.  

YUM!

I swear I spot a four-pack somewhere between those ribs.

My quality of life would improve dramatically if my arms were this skinny. Fuck my fat genes.

My husband was sweet enough to share a crouton from his salad.  It even had a shred of lettuce on top. Thank god because that water was going nowhere in terms of satisfying my appetite.

Extra Large Man finally had enough of making daily trips to fetch my wine. Yesterday, he came home with a cheap gallon of chianti. He’s convinced it’s going to last me all week.

I need one of these…wait I’m sober.

My sexy new bald spot, which may be a consequence of malnutrition. Or, if I’m lucky, some deadly malignancy lurking under my scalp.