7/25...DAY 3, 10am

i woke up so disappointed that i smoked a cigarette last night...and then realized it was only the most vivid dream i've ever had and remembered. i have read about people having crazy food dreams while doing this, but i guess cigs won out over food. so... im not hungry. i can't even comprehend how i'm not ready to punch the next person i see and bite them. i've wanted to kill if i missed lunch or even a snack before... goes to show how much we NEED versus how much we WANT. i do miss eating though, i do. i miss chewing. i brushed my teeth last night and thought, "i dont need to brush you, you've been on vacation." of course i brushed because my breath prob smelled like hot trash, which brings me to the next step of the detox.... the tongue. i had read that the tongue becomes discolored and grows a layer of crap on it. this is just bad shit, gettin the ol' heave-ho. last night, my tongue looked like i had fell asleep with my mouth open and a classroom of kindergartners paper machéd my tongue. it was WHITE with like...wheat paste all over it. interesting and disgusting. its not so bad right now, but maybe i'll take a picture tonight.

salt water flush this morning made me gag TWICE. it was tough getting it down and i did it in about 4 gulps. i feel bad for the people who do this and can't just open up their throats like theyre shotgunning a beer. see, all that practice at lame parties, it paid off eventually. more than algebra ever did. antha also made an egg sandwich before she left and stunk up the whole house. my sense of smell seemed way more sensitive, but maybe her sandwich just really smelled. dont know. i do know she won't be making food in the house anymore. i mean, im coping pretty good, but smelling it in front of you, its tough. at least right now.

weighed in at 204lbs, down a pound from yesterday. more later, work to do...