A backslide and a weight loss

So I was feeling really frustrated a few days ago, weighing in at 197 for the 348759023845092 time in a row, and I got into a rut for a few days. The night before, I started at the beginning and read through about two years of Escape From Obesity, a weight-loss blog that I highly recommend--except for the fact that after so many hours of reading through the struggles of this woman with her urge to binge, I had a raging urge to binge. It was like reading all the secret thoughts inside my head about food.
So I trounced down to the kitchen and started sorting through the cabinents. I managed to destroy a fried apple pie (individual sized, not a whole pie), some Fritos and 1 Nutty Butty out of a two-pack before I took a deep breath, tossed the other Nutty Butty in the trash, folded down the Fritos bag and went upstairs with my (not diet) root beer to lay in bed and be miserable.
The next morning, I weighed myself to find that I was still hovering near 197 and this sent me into a depression that left me laying in bed staring at the wall all day except for the two hours I was gone to class. I didn't eat anything or drink anything all day, and didn't want to. The next day, I spent less time in bed but still ate nothing, going to class and then coming home to devour 4 Tylenol PM tabs and some warm milk and passing out early.
The next day, still nothing. Went up to see the boyfriend in Chattanooga (a town about 20 minutes north of here) and tripped on E, didn't think much about food all night.
The next morning, nothing. I finally got home around 8pm and scarfed down a cold piece of pizza and a brownie and a half before bed.
Now, one of the biggest points of this blog and this lifestyle change is to lose the weight healthily as opposed to resorting to starvation methods or drugs. In my defense, I wasn't hungry--it wasn't a conscience effort or battle for me not to eat those couple of days--but it still sets a bad precedent because...
WHEN I GOT ON THE SCALE THIS MORNING I WAS 191!!
Which means I'm a pound away from no longer classifying as 'obese'. I'm also FAR happier with myself. I didn't weigh at all between 197 and here, so the number was something of a happy surprise, even if I acknowledge that I didn't shed those pounds in the healthiest of ways.
But, today I woke up early and started off well, making an egg whites omelet with feta cheese and salsa for breakfast and having a Lean Cuisine veggie pizza. I'm back on The Daily Plate counting my calories and watching my fat intake. I haven't had any excersize today but I've been excersizing my brain reading a newly aquired, annotated version of J.R.R Tolkein's The Hobbit with all the original illustrations. (Being excited about this doesn't make me a nerd, I'm an English major.)
My uncle's family is in town from Florida (he's a rocket scientist at NASA--big genes to fill) and we're having a big dinner tonight with my dad, his wife, my other uncle and his family. There will be turkey and mashed potatoes and gravy and bread, but lots of veggies too. I'm just going to try to watch my intake of the bad stuff and up my intake of the good stuff.
But, when that's over, I'm going to a bonfire at my best friends house where there will be chili and lots of beer/liquor. Again, I'm going to try to watch my intake...
At any rate, I'm having a terribly successful day at a new low weight, and it feels like a holiday to me.

p.s. My boyfriend just called from Chattanooga and it's snowinggg there, which means it might come here, which never happens as we're in the heart of the balmy south. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.