To prove I'm not a loser

So, Jessi...You're calling me a loser? Well, guess what? I am!

Act 1, scene 1: living room
Chrissy: It's snowing so much I can't go outside. This is great, I don't have to go to work. I'm gonna eat a lot and sit here and not work out at all.

Act 1, scene 2: living room
Chrissy: Well, I have to go back to work tomorrow and I feel pretty disgusting. But the Olympics have been fun so far. I also haven't been doing any exercising because of them...I gotta do something.

Act 2, scene 1: basement
Chrissy: Wow, I have a box of Nutrisystem stuff down here from before we moved (5 months ago). Maybe I should just do that stuff. It will make me feel better, eat better, and look better and it will get rid of a giant box. But, if I do it, I have to do it right.

Act 2, scene 2: kitchen
Chrissy: Ok here goes...Nutrisystem pancakes, an egg, and 1/2 a cup of orange juice. Done.

Act 3, scene 1: bathroom
Chrissy: Man, I wish I would have stepped on the scale before I started this, because I weight exactly 150 now. I know I was heavier than that. I wonder how much I have lost in two weeks?

Act 3, scene 2: basement
Chrissy: Ok, time to work out again. Doing the elliptical goes along quite well with watching HGTV or reruns of the Simpsons... This is great! And I feel awesome!

So there Jessi! Call me a loser; I don't care! I'm down 7 since I started the whole thing right? And I have another 4 weeks of this crap food to go. I'm gonna eat it, and I'm gonna like it (well, not the taste really...).