I don't know why I seem to be unable to do things that are good for me more than one day in a row. I don't want to die in the front of my head but I'm so self-destructive it's astonishing to me sometimes and I have an unusual amount of self awareness for a guy (or human being for that matter). I have been eating too much, of the wrong foods, and even at the wrong times of day. I am letting the approaching end of school be the beginning of positive action, and that's bullshit. Today I had lunch at IHOP with daughters and bought Annie ice cream because she lost her job and had some of her cone when she didn't finish it all. One more week till summer comes.