Thanks to everyone for commenting on the previous posts; nice to see you guys sticking to the updating thing, even if I've shirked my responsibilities. Having wandered out of my most recent candy haze, I've made small progress here and there - sticking to the vitamin regimen, eating a small breakfast when I get up, banging down fruit every day. Haven't started working out yet, but something should develop on that front soon; I have a gracious offer from a personal trainer, asking if I'd like to take sessions with him as a sort of sponsorship of the show. I mentioned this in Episode Eleven, then proceeded to question whether my mentioning it would fuck things up. Thankfully it didn't, and as soon as we can figure out a schedule that works for both of us, we're on.
Of course, the scheduling is going to be complicated, as most things with me are. My ridiculous, upside-down lifestyle doesn't exactly lend itself to hitting the park at noon; fuck, most days I don't even go to bed until noon. Trainer Guy lives like a normal human, so we have to find a happy medium between that and fucking vampire. Does it even make sense to work out, then go right to bed? That just pisses your muscles off, right? I didn't exactly pay attention in biology.
I leave you with dueling photographs. I'm somewhere in-between these two photos right now - one is where I was, one is where I want to get back to. I'll let you decide which is which.