Scale is the devil...

So... I weigh myself... and weigh myself... and usually it comes back the same number.
But I have done bad on my "diet" since this past thursday. (Eric came over-- we ate a ton of shrimp--- and had icecream [i'm sure there was more bad things I had consumed], friday I had icecream again!... , saturday I had icecream--- and chocolate--and cookies--and pie! (crap! :( ...) and... today I did fairly well... with the exception of a tablespoon of icecream and a small piece of cheesecake.

I don't know why Eric can throw me off my diet so severely. Wait I do know... because he says "let's go get icecream!... we can go off our diets today... start back tomorrow..." then the next day... "Lets go get icecream!"

I think it may be because we both stress eachother out pretty hard core. I think if we didn't have this stress and we weren't both depressed we probably wouldn't cheat on our diets when we are together-- I have a feeling that is why it happens--- because food makes us feel good and if tensions are high between us--- food usually calms us down.

I just got done reading 2 chapters for my homework--- I left my V8 juice downstairs... if one of my roommates touch it I might have to break their fingers...

Btw... At work I weighed 201. At school I weighed 205 (it was late late late in the day) but yesterday I weighed... 198 or something. So IDK.


But I need to try harder. I am doing Jillian Michaels workout tomorrow at 6:00am. I need to, I have to start my week out right...