It's been six months and last night I made what may be one of my last trips to Lane Bryant. I am undersize for the ole LB. I went to buy a dress for a funeral I am attending later this week and everything was too big. I got two incredibly gorgeous dresses by the way - size 14. I started this surgery tight in a 28/30 and now I'm a fucking 14 and still losing. Things are good for me. I'm in Southern California now beginning a graduate program and learning to speak spanish and becoming Mexican. I'm healthy, taking both my vitamins and biotin everyday. Oh yeah BIOTIN people, it WILL halt or at least ease the HAIRLOSS. They sell it at CVS and it's inexpensive. I take two every morning and the difference was visible in the shower within a week or so and my nails are incredibly strong and my skin glows - take it! I'm still throwing up every once in a blue, but only if I eat fast. I can get down ad keep down some steak, nothing huge, but like carne asada stays down if I chew properly. I have had weird kind of issues with keeping food down, like sometimes scrambled eggs will not want to stay down and sometimes ceviche will give me problems, but I think it is more closely related to the speed in which I eat. Which is another pain in the asss. Everyone eats so fast and then there I am stuck trying to digest while people are ready to leave. But, I also know that people who are close to me understand and are getting used to it. It's when I meet new people and they interpret my slow small amount of consumption as insecurity that bothers me. And I just don't really feel like I nee to explain it to everyone either, you know? Anyway. Oh so I broke up with the boyfriend that was afraid I'd break up with him when I lost the weight. Interesting. Am I an asshole? Maybe, but what can I say, when the weight started to dissappear so did a lot of the prerequisites that made the relationship even possible. I'll talk more about this later when I don't have to go to class. Ok, I should go now. Late.

After discussing my mother's recent gain of nearly 30 lbs after my surgery, we have come to the conclusion that I am not losing weight, I'm just shifting it over to her. I guess this is natural though, right? She finishes my meals. We decide to share a plate at dinner I barely eat a 1/5th of it, but she thinks of sharing as half and half. So, she ends up eating more. I think this is natural.

Its been over a week since I've been in the gym. I'm writing here as a last ditch effort to guilt myself into going to the gym tomorrow. I stopped because (lame ass excues to follow) my ipod died on me and I have no music to listen to. I was losing myself in the treadmill in my music, letting my legs and ears take me to a place I'd really rather be, but now its just legs and they don't cut it. So, if I don't get an ipod for Christmas, I'll have to start to save what measly pennies I make to buy one. iPod donations welcome.

Ok not related to the WLS community, but I wanted to share that I was awaken this morning by my car window being smashed in by my lawn chair. Apparently one guy was overheard telling another to calm down and then the nice loud crackle of my back window being smashed in. Apparently the back passenger vent window will run me nearly 600.00 to fix. Happy effing Holidays!

So, I went to see Saw IV the other day and was kind of panicked over wanting to have something crunchy to snack on between gagging and screaming at the flick. Glenny's brand Soy chips are low in fat and calories and high in protein and absoluetly delicious. I like sweets so I go for the caramel or apple cinnamon flavors, but there are BBQ, Feta and Garlic and Ranch flavors amongst more. It's a little pricey for a bag (2.99 for an avergae small chips size bag), but so worth it.