My girlfriend and I are on a diet. She insists I don't need to lose weight, and I insist she doesn't need to lose weight, so what that probably means is we both need to lose some weight. That's how it works, right?

We've been tracking everything we eat (EVERYTHING) at The Daily Plate, which is a pretty interesting website, even if it's so slow that I sometimes think their servers are powered by hamsters. Slow hamsters, at that.

It's alarming how easily one can consume like... 3500 calories a day in New York City. It's so easy to just go out to restaurants for everything (I still do), and if you're not careful, you can end up consuming an unholy amount of calories in a very short period of time (I had a chocolate-chip-and-walnut cookie yesterday that had 440 calories in it).

Paying attention to it has already helped me to change my eating habits a bit. I've been eating a lot more fruits and vegetables, and a lot less "giant lump of mozzarella with pepperoni shoved in it, wrapped in dough."

I'm at 211 today. My goal is 185, which is where I was in that black and white picture with the hat that everyone says doesn't look like me. 26 pounds. Not too tough at all, for someone who once lost 150 (yes, seriously). By Christmas, I should be able to be comfortable in my sexy Ralph Lauren leather jacket again! Woo. :P