To celebrate, I went *out* for a roast beef sandwich instead of eating one in.

Today I've hit a threshold event, and I figure I ought to report it because... well, I have an ego the size of Montana.

So. Folks have gathered I've done some rather... extreme things to lose weight before I... well, died.

As of this morning, those have culminated in a 150.5 lb weight loss. I figure that once you break 150, you have to call it a threshold.

I've been saying as I went along that "I've lost my niece in weight," or "I lost a high school sophomore." Or "I lost my Mother."

However, 150 deserves something cooler. Therefore... I have officially lost one ninja's worth of weight.

I'm just scared he's out there, conspiring to get revenge. Ninja don't need bones, damn it.