Such is the weekend. Nearly every weekend goes this way. No bueno. Oh. And I forgot to mention an apple, sliced, with peanut butter. Yes. Peanut butter.
As I was eating it (only two tbsp, so 190 cal...but still!!) I actually thought, for just one fleeting moment, "You know, peanut butter isn't all that evil...as long as you don't overdo it, it's really actually pretty okay..." Uhhh...
Who died and made me president...nay, QUEEN!...of Crazyville?
What the hell? I mean, honestly...
I've just been in a weird mode all day. I literally spent my entire day on this couch. How lame can I get, huh? No exercise, probably close to 1,200 calories. Oh wait...then there's my vodka and Sprite Zero sitting over here... Yep. Gotta add those in there too, huh?
I'm still puzzled over here over the apparent slimness of certain parts of me, the complete failure of the scale to notice this, and the completely hideous fatness of other parts of me. Don't get me wrong, I adore the comments you guys leave me...but I'm actually, in all reality...really huge. Seriously. Ugh. I so want to leave a more complete picture for you...One that shows the truth...But I'm so scared of it, too. I want you to see why I must try so hard... My upper body is being so good to me, behaving and showing the fruits of my efforts...Everything else... GAH. So bad. I swear, I carry all of my weight below my belly button. My top half could honestly pass for a decent thin human being. The other... seemingly hopeless.
So man...yeah...I went from 99 to 102 today? Wow!!
Followers, I mean.
I just reread that and thought how fucking INCREDIBLE it would be if that sentence had been formed in reference to my weight...Fuuuuuuuuuuck....
K is asleep and I'm sitting on his couch (only my fat ass's FAVORITE PLACE TO BE!!) watching Comedy Central. It's 9:51 PM on a Saturday night. Watching Grandma's Boy. I feel like my brain is out fishin'. Put up a sign and all.
Ah well. I'm sorry to have bored you...but just in case I entertained/amused you or disgusted/bothered you, I am glad and/or apologize, respectively.
Yeah, I'm thinking the same thing you are.
I should leave before I make any less sense.