raw

Yep. Raw. for the month of September, 2011. Me. How did this happen? Why was this my mind’s idea of a good time? Let’s…take a look.

I think that my desire to have new experiences, wanting to be healthy, and liking of short-term challenges are at play here.  It is also possible that I am willingly succumbing to the brainwashing of this city I now call home. Either way, I have made a commitment, as well as having others commit (well, 1 1/2 others) to consume only that which is cooked (wait, I mean dehydrated) under 108-115 degrees Fahrenheit. It really hasn’t been bad, though on day number 2 I found myself eating rolled oats out of the quaker box, but I think that was an adjustment low. I’m fine now. really.

I am planning my day at the Greek Festival and celebratory BBQ the first weekend of October. This may not be respecting the spirit of the challenge, but give me a break, I’m obviously getting a little off my rocker.

In other news, I am looking for new glasses, as mine broke in half after falling on my bed comferter….yeah.