trying times and the thieves what stole my strength.
god it's been a hectic few months. my mother's been a complete asshole as of late, trying to dictate my "return to nutrition," which is some daggy phrase my fuckin doctor came up with to describe the battle plan. fuck him. mark came over for mothers day and gave me a huge plush heart and some licorice, with a note attached that said: I MISS YOU BABY.
he's so sweet. why mothers day? that's pretty funny to me. he's such a sweet boy. i think he feels bad about what happened on valentines.
what i ate today:
lunch:
1 cup of fruit, banana and strawberry
1 orange half
1 glass apple juice
2 carrots, peeled
1 glass water
dinner:
1 bowl of tomato bisque soup, low calorie
2 potato wedges, peeled
1 glass water
tomorrow:
only one meal if i can get away with it
he's so sweet. why mothers day? that's pretty funny to me. he's such a sweet boy. i think he feels bad about what happened on valentines.
what i ate today:
lunch:
1 cup of fruit, banana and strawberry
1 orange half
1 glass apple juice
2 carrots, peeled
1 glass water
dinner:
1 bowl of tomato bisque soup, low calorie
2 potato wedges, peeled
1 glass water
tomorrow:
only one meal if i can get away with it