I am fat.
I am fat. My pants are shrinking, my belly has gone from a jiggle when I brush my teeth to a tremor. My naked thighs touch when I stand in the shower. This is possibly the worst part. It distracts me from what I love-a nice long shower. It isn't a weight thing, it is a physical representation of fat that I dislike.
This is the last time we are going to talk about this. We are going to do something about this.
But sometimes I get so hungry. I try drinking water, but it just makes me pee more than I already do.
I dyed my hair red yesterday. By I I mean Scott.
I should be typing up the pages of play I wrote, but like my ceaseless hunger, I am also insatiably tired.
So my fat, hungry, tired and horny self will go to sleep. To dream of forgotten places, lost people and things that should be written down somewhere.
Tomorrow, after a day of play-working and copy-editing while transfering from hadn written pad to Word, Paige, the Scotts and I are going to see Stratrek in IMAX presentation.
This is the last time we are going to talk about this. We are going to do something about this.
But sometimes I get so hungry. I try drinking water, but it just makes me pee more than I already do.
I dyed my hair red yesterday. By I I mean Scott.
I should be typing up the pages of play I wrote, but like my ceaseless hunger, I am also insatiably tired.
So my fat, hungry, tired and horny self will go to sleep. To dream of forgotten places, lost people and things that should be written down somewhere.
Tomorrow, after a day of play-working and copy-editing while transfering from hadn written pad to Word, Paige, the Scotts and I are going to see Stratrek in IMAX presentation.