This morning I looked at the nutritional facts on a can of Corned Beef Hash. 425 calories per serving + 2 servings per can = I’m eating 850 calories plus whatever 2 eggs and 2 hashbrowns have. On top of all the other crap I’ve been eating lately, I’m somehow losing weight. I’m down to 143 with clothes and shoes and a few beers. Is it all mental? Should I thank or curse Paul McKenna for making me thin? It seems like when you’re worried about getting fat, you start putting on the pounds no matter how little you try to eat. When you think you’re thin no matter how much you eat, you stay thin. It’s like how Christina Aguilera can eat Whoppers everyday.
My friend Marcellus just sent me this screenshot of Don Draper and his gut. I hope this isn’t a curse. You know how much I want to be like Don Draper. I got my confidence going. I just hope I don’t get my gut going.