Thursday weigh-in, just to be different

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198 on the dot. I think I'm down a fraction.

Today, I was at a meeting where two whole boxes of donuts and sugared fruit juice were opened right under my twitching Monkey nose. I drank black coffee very, very slowly. Did not succumb.

In the immortal words of Robin Williams, if you need me, I'll be over in the corner kicking the cat. (Well, noodging her with my foot, wouldn't want to hurt either of my kitties.)