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Oh, good. I was ready to file that under "I'll take 'Stupid Thoughts in the Middle of the Night' for $400, Alex..."

No, no, that wasn't lunch. That was her second breakfast.

This thought just occurred to me. Holly's mother said that even as an infant, Holly cried constantly for food. What if pre-verbal Holly wasn't crying for food, but rather to be picked up, held, cuddled and mama interpreted it as hungry and fed her? Holly wanted love and affection, but got food instead. That would very firmly plant the notion that food = love in her brain. Her relationship with Ray seems to reinforce that: she wants his affection, he feeds her. I'm not a psychiatrist, and they won't let me play one on TV, but something about that just clicked in my peabrain.

And they record their food AFTER THE FACT, which is when they feel guilty so they lie. Or they "forget" the mashed potatoes and gravy that they had with their grilled chicken and green salad. And oh, dang, forgot about the half bottle of thousand Island dressing they poured on said salad.

But they won't fall down! :-)

But addicts --- whether it's food, alcohol or another drug, or gambling --- lie. They lie to the people they love, and more importantly, they lie to themselves. Why wouldn't they lie to a food journal?

I think it's tragic that anyone thinks she's an inspiration. It's especially tragic that she could inspire someone to an early grave.

Ah. I didn't realize that about the foreign teaching. Thanks Dot. I figured it was because she couldn't have a full-time job AND nap several times a day AND make multiple Starbucks runs. Not to mention I don't think anyone would let her work for them wearing overstretched leggings, a sports bra, and flip flops. And stinking.

Yup. Butt wings.

I don't think she's had a paying job (other than this dumpster fire) since the start of My Big Fat Fatuous Lie. The radio station and the minor league baseball thing were unpaid internships. Why doesn't she get a job teaching English? Doesn't she have teaching experience from Korea? Surely there are openings for teachers in the greater Greensboro area. Hmmmmmm.... something odd here.

I just saw a clip from this episode on the MBFFL FB page. Buddy's new alleged girlfriend is actually sorta pretty. Heather is average --- not a raving beauty but not ugly by any stretch of the imagination. Why EITHER woman would want Buddy is beyond me.

I've mentioned before that I used to be considerably larger than I am now (and I'm still too big, IMO) but I have never neglected my personal hygiene EXCEPT a very long time ago, when I was normal to thin. I was on a back-country backpacking trip. There aren't any showers when you're 10 miles from the nearest trailhead. First thing I did when I got back to "civilization" after a week was check into a motel and stand in the shower for 30 minutes.

Heaven doesn't want the burden, and Satan's afraid he'll try to take over.

Yup. All of my skin cancers have been BCC or SCC, and all of them have been in a place where you can't wear sunscreen. But you can bet that I have since learned to WEAR A DAMNED HAT.

Well, they also love shit, and we know she's full of it.

That's like confusing Dennis Haysbert with Samuel L. Jackson...

Heh. So I wasn't the only one who saw O. Henry's story in this episode.

Really.... ditto. Hello, chopsticks for ice cream? GZ is just being a pretentious ahole. I actually like Maneet, but Amanda is my favorite female judge.

With apologies to my Southern friends.... I call it the Southern diet: greasy fried chicken and overcooked vegetables.

Apparently tomorrow night's episode will feature Shitney blubbering (heh...no pun intended) about how lonely she is.

I picked 3 seconds only because the very first time I ever did a plank, I lasted exactly 4 seconds. I was 100# lighter than Whitney, but still 130# overweight.

Except I was only chubby in my mother's mind. My sister was stick thin (she wore what would today would be a size 00), and so was my mother. I was normal.

Yep. My mother had me put on amphetamines when I was 11, for gawds sake. I remember Ayds. I actually wish they still existed. They worked for me. I smoked for years. Never dulled my appetite.

Preach it.... I wear a 44G. What I wound up doing was wearing a 44F for motion control. Thankfully, my bottoms are now Vera Wang Large, ( let's hear it for second hand stuff!) instead of Hanes 2X, but the hooters WON'T. GO. DOWN.

Ass in the air while doing a plank ---- crappy form. Straightening the leg while doing donkey kicks --- crappier form. People pay $20 a month to watch her jiggle her fat? Whyyyyyy?