The Laughing Diet

The time has come to toss away the shackles of the bourgeois diet ideology and forge a bold new weight-loss plan for the laugher, free from the excesses of corpulent doldrums and mass consumption of melancholia. 

JUST LAUGH 

Through strict adherence to THE LAUGHING DIET combined with periodic giggling, you'll roll on the floor with weight losing laughter while overthrowing the pangs of propriety. Cackle away cellulite and cholesterol and bid adieu to that oppressive muffin top by belly laughing it out of existence. 


Under the lean, muscular arm of the laughing diet revolution, you will gain membership to Sophy's Health and Fitness Cooperative, where you will participate in spontaneous sounds and movements of the face and body that are the instinctive expressions of lively amusement. You will also receive a copy of the Laugh Your Way Through Dinner Cookbook filled with amusing jokes sure to keep you in stitches, a proven weight loss method that results in howling laughter rather than the massive consumption of rich foods. 


Rise up against rich foods, depose the oppressor fat cells, and jettison the extra weight that accompanies unhappiness, melancholia, and low spirits. Gloom and depression are the opiates of the massive. Dump that seasonal affective disorder and live, love, laugh your way to a healthier you! 

Today

7 hours ... Sleeping in bed
30 mins ... Wondering how morning came so fast
30 mins... Purposely relaxing, trying not to fall back asleep
1 hour 30 mins... Eating, listening to other people talking
45 mins... Playing with my dog
6 hours... Tutoring geniuses
3 hours... Answering emails
1 hour...Tweeting & responding to Facebook messages
45 mins... Rollerblading 
45 mins... Imagining funny things, writing them down
20 mins... Wondering what to do about the ticket for talking on the phone and the subsequent letter I received telling me that I missed my court date and something about a fine? 
10 mins... Stressing over the ticket and letter
10 mins... Convincing myself that I can deal with the ticket and letter tomorrow
20 mins... Wondering what to eat for dinner
5 mins... Making dinner
45 mins... Buying joke books at the used book store
5 mins... Complaining about the amount of dust at the used book store
30 min... Laughing about a funny incident at the book store
(right now) Laughing again about a funny incident at the book store
(I'm too tired to count up all those minutes, if I went over, subtract time from emailing, as I think I might have gotten sidetracked by my new mechanical pencil while doing my work)
(If I didn't count enough minutes, add whatever's left to the amount of time it took to write this statement) 

How to Stay Grumpy on a Good Hair Day

Sometimes life throws you a curve ball...

Taking a hideous turn for the better, leaving you very little to be angry about, which could make you angrier still. 

Imagine walking up one morning to the best hair day you've ever imagined. 

Yep, this happened to me. 

The only problem is that I have no where interesting to go today. 

In fact, I feel downright lazy. 

I just spent the last 24-hours getting over myself. 

I realized that I'm not always right. 

Despite my immediate desire to argue with that statement. 

My perspective is not the only one. 

Though it is the only one that matters to me. 

The world does not revolve around me. 

Really? 

I'm not invincible. 

Darn. 

Sometimes I fall short of my goals. 

That's when I rewrite them. 

Some people are way cooler than I am. 

Some people can hold their Yoga poses longer. 

Some people look better in their Yoga clothes and poses. 

Reminder to self: Quit Yoga. 

Some people are more beautiful than I am. 

I don't want my boyfriend to see them. 

Or think about them. 

Or even know they exist. 

(Image purposely left empty)

Some people are smarter than I am. 

I don't ask them what they think of my stick figure drawings. 

They're probably not interested in stick figure drawings anyhow. 

I'm having such a good day. 

This really ticks me off. 

Now, I need to be all like....

I CAN do this! 

I CAN get over myself. 

I'M CONFIDENT in my confidence. 

I'M SECURE in my sense of security. 

I'M NOT SCARED of anything. 

I'M STRONG enough to say I don't need to be strong anymore. 

There has to be room for doubt on a good hair day. 

I mean, why else would we have good hair days? 

How long exactly is a good day supposed to last? 

Oh yeah, don't answer that. 

Someone must have some advice for me on this good hair day. 

Like, what I should do. 

Or think. 

Or more importantly, in front of whom should I show off my lovely locks? 

Hold on, someone's at the door. 

I'm back. 

Nosey UPS delivery girl just complimented me on my good hair day. 

This is getting worse by the second. 

I probably shouldn't take this good hair day too seriously. 

I mean, it will be over soon enough, right? 

At the very least, I should take a photo.

Darn, I forgot to charge my digital camera. 

I wish we still used regular film. 

What am I saying?
I hated regular film! 

It took too long to get developed. 

And it was expensive, even at Costco. 

I think I'm going to try to make myself grumpy.

I hung up sheets over all the mirrors in the house so I wouldn't see my hair. 

And end up smiling to myself. 

Thinking about how good I look. 

Shoot!

I accidentally saw my reflection on the microwave glass door. 

I taped up napkins over the microwave. 

I don't know what to do. 

I think I'll just sit here. 

And hope this good hair day goes away. 

What am I thinking?!?

I need to go out! 

Where should I go? 

I'll go grocery shopping. 

No, that's boring. 

And a lot of work. 

And then, I'd have to come straight back home. 

And put all the groceries away. 

And...

I don't feel like organizing the pantry. 

I know what I'll do.

I'll go back to bed. 

9 hours later...

WTF?

Not only am I having a bad hair day. 

But, somehow, I turned into a cat? 

Next post: 

How to Stay Happy on a Bad Hair Day...

A Stick Figure's Diwali

Happy Diwali

Peace and Prosperity in the New Year! 

Sophy's Mailbag 2

Dear Sophy Laughing, 


I've noticed that you haven't written as many blog postings in October as you've written over the last few months. Are you losing your sense of humor? 


Signed, 


Really Concerned


PS: Here's a comic to inspire you again! 

Dear Really Concerned, 


You're the first person that's noticed. 


Thank you, 
Sophy Laughing


PS: Here's a comic for us both... 

Nyan Cat Original Sophy Laughing

Get in touch with your inner child

Perils of Technology

A young man registered his requirements at a computer dating service. He requested to meet someone who enjoyed water sports, liked company, was comfortable in formal attire, and was very short. 

The computer sent him: