Well, I've always felt that fasting is good for your soul. *Your* soul, not mine, since I am officially soulless. Good for a body... we all have bodies, some of us much more so than others. Fasting lets us see, for a short while, the purity of our existence. However, fasting in conjunction with purging simply lets us see... what, there's supposed to be a point to this? Fasting, hell, it's pure out and out hunger. My belly is trying to digest itself, and this is after only twelve hours. It's actually not really that bad, it's just that I don't really have anything else to talk about right now. I really just want to go to sleep and get this all over with.... I got a call today about 11:00 at work, they wanted to change the appointment to 12:00 noon... I told them that really wouldn't work out, that I was on call starting at 17:00... so they changed it to 08:30 from 07:00. OK, I can do that, I guess. So I came home at 13:30 and chugged half of the bottle of purgative, and it begin working its evil within about a half-hour. I chugged the other half about 18:00, as per instructions, and I'm just now getting over the effects of that. I did have some chicken bouillon about 17:00, and I think that I might have some more shortly. Clear liquids suck as a diet, I would probably be better off not ingesting anything at all instead of pretend food. Hell, I should be able to just pretend that I'm not hungry, heh? I'll eat when it's all over, which will be about noon tomorrow....