I Don't Even Know--

--what day I am on my 'Vegan' thing.
I think it's 9.

It's not because I've adapted so well to eating a plant-based diet. Because I haven't.
It's not because I've given up. That's not it, either.

I just forgot. Yes, sometimes I just forget. I haven't been eating meat. Ok, wait, I had fish last night. Only a little bit. And I've had cookies made with egg and butter (about 4, altogether). And I've GOT to have half+half in my coffee everyday because I might die if I don't. And once or twice I put some kind of creamy dressing on my salad. But Very Little and THAT'S it. Really.

Have I noticed any changes? No. Maybe a little. I don't feel as bloated as I used to. My clothes fit the same way except a tiny bit different. For example, my 'tight' clothes are still tight-ish, but it doesn't bother me. I can't explain it and I don't have a scale. So-

The summer I turned 12, I used to do these arm and leg exercises every morning. Weird exercises like holding my arms out and making little circles with them. And side leg lifts. Stuff like that. Well, I started doing them again. This morning I kind of scared myself by doing this twisting one that I hadn't done since that summer. It felt totally natural. More weirdness.

Oh yeah, my 'muffin top' isn't bothering me as much. It still bothers me a little, but not as much. That's nice. Uh, another change I've noticed: I'm farting alot more. That's not AS nice, but it's funnier!