Breakfast: a cracked whole egg (no oils), cooked to doneness in the microwave, with salt and pepper. Half a plum. One and a half strawberries. A Pillsbury home-bake iced cinnamon roll (and a bit of Jenna's). An iced coffee, with almond milk and four packets of generic calorie-free sweetener. A glass of orange juice, diluted (the acid is unpleasant to me) with water. A Who-Nu? cookie. At the Humanist cookout, some boursin dip with five Triscuit crackers. A serving of tortilla chips, salsa, and seven-layer dip. A tablespoon of tabouleh. A cup of pudding parfait. A cookie, about as large as my palm. Four ravioli. A Sam Adams summer ale something. Afterward, at Starbucks where Jenna and I went to talk with Josiah, some kind of fizzy canned Starbucks drink, pomegranate flavor (as well as a few sips of Jenna's iced coffee). For dinner, at a sports bar in Canton where we ended up when we drove in the wrong direction on 95: the chopped southwestern salad with grilled chicken (with bacon, toasted corn, tortilla chips, chipotle creamy dressing). And a serving of sweet potato fries, off of Jenna's plate; and three-eights of Jenna's grilled chicken sandwich on white (they didn't have wheat) bread. I had a cup of diet cola with dinner, and a refill.
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