End of day weigh-in: 158.4. Gained two pounds... ugh. THAT probably came from the vodka and peanut M&Ms I had for several hours last night. Note to self: Do not get drunk very often.

Calorie count for the day was about 475, which made me very happy indeed. Today's been another "good" day. I was actually, for a few minutes, contented with myself after I realized I'd achieved my goal for the day. It felt so good to know that I have the willpower to stick to under 500 calories, a Tim Horton's trip and all (donut and coffee shop). I took my Flintstones multivitamin and my calcium supplement -- I resisted the temptation to eat more than I should have at Tim's -- I resisted the temptation of eating goulash, a favorite supper of mine -- I resisted eating any of the watermelon candies I have an entire package of.

I am gaining a teeny bit more willpower and drive every day, I think, and I love it. I love this feeling of control. I love knowing that my weight will continue to drop, and my body will continue to eat the fat from right under my own skin in order to fuel itself properly. I love knowing that, sooner or later, I'll be as small as I was in grade eight, or maybe even smaller. I love knowing that soon I will be able to go to a popular clothing store and actually find things that fit. I want all the benefits that come with being thin... I want them a lot. And I don't mind restricting indefinitely to get them.