Well, still writing, but still not dieting. I'm literally depressed with how fat I am each morning, and yet so depressed and tired on the whole that I don't really do anything about it. Circle of depression and fat. Bah. I'm hoping that writing may pull me out of it.
Tuna fish sandwich
No exercise, I really should get into the habit of taking a walk at lunch at work, but we've just been so swamped and ridiculous that I feel bad if I take more time than it takes to swallow a sandwich at my desk and keep on chugging.