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Home / Profile / Friends Nutritional Disgruntlement Feb 3rd, 2004 - Subscribe My nutritionist is an absolute whackjob. So meticulous, so exact, everything particular and concise. All this time, I was thinking of myself as a model perfectionist... but this lady foils the free spirit out of me. All of a sudden, I really don't want this pruny lady to tell me what to eat. I don't want six servings of whole grains a day nor the two one-ounce-servings of nuts and/or seeds nor the three cups of dark, leafy greens. Can't they be happy that I'm actually putting the damn food in my mouth?! Despite the cantankerous disposition, I did have a nice day. The dark rainy clouds did cast a damp shadow over today... but there were some sunny aspects. I really like the new student teacher in my english class, I think I scored well on the spanish test, and outside the sky is a lovely rose-tinted orange. Oh yes, and I got yelled at by an ornery bus driver today. Perhaps it wasn't so good all in all... **slurps a diet dr. pepper** 0 comments  Anonymous guest, why not register, or login now.
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