Day 52 (that's with cheating)

Friends, I must admit, I took a little detour. Now I am back, but I am not the same person. I am counting calories now. I eat things like Pumpernickel and Cottage Cheese and haven't had any butter in days. Soon weeks. At Starbucks, I order non-fat Lattes and don't look at the double chocolate muffins and cinnamon rolls and whatnots. On the one hand, it is frightening how much fun this calorie counting is. But I also fear that I now only run at about 50% of my mental capacity (because the brain needs fat, as we all know, the more the better). My brain is dimly aware of a Before (with capital B) and has just enough wit to feel a little bit sorry for no longer performing in the same league. As time progresses, however, I am sure that my brain will forget the Before and be very happy in the Now, so why bother. Happiness is a fatless brain. Sam and Dean. OMG. I have four episodes left to watch, FOUR! And then, there is just weeks of nothingness. True, Dean eats at least one chees...