Ever since I started my temporary job at the end of June 2010, I’m on a hunger strike!
Why? Besides TPTB’s continued lies and deceits – a DEFRAUD of faith and belief – to my heart and soul, I’m actually losing weight!
After taking a laxative earlier this week, I found my weight has dropped down to a new bracket of ten pounds. I plan to loose another two brackets or more.
Finally, I could feel my rib cage again while lying down in bed. Maw too has lost lots of weight and I could see extra skin from her extremities. Her pot belly from lifting heavy patients as an R.N. (once licensed in California, of course) remains.
Why? If the SKINNY ones can survive in their current forms, I can too!
How? I usually skip breakfast and so that means I’ve taken no food one-hour prior to receiving my daily Eucharist on an empty stomach.
My lunch is in a round, plastic container, which is a clear Ziploc with a blue top. The size fits in the palm of my hand and measures 1 cup, 8 oz or 236 ml. I fill it with the usual Asian staple food of WHITE rice and then top it off with vegetables and/or protein.
For snack, I bring one LARGE banana – the half-ripen kind with brown spots. Too unripe and it tastes like banana peel. Too ripe and it is mushy! Yuch.
I walk around my workplace during two 15-minutes breaks and at least 45-minutes after eating a quick lunch lasting about 10-minutes. I’m a fast eater and the small lunchroom upstairs is filled with noisy and very LOUD Asians. So the faster I eat, the quicker I’m out of that place and into the outdoors of fresh air (filled with pollens and dust) and sunshine, too!
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