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I am doing anything and everything to avoid working on my thesis, and that includes posting to LiveJournal. Funny, I should be doing anything and everthing to avoid imminent failure in my capstone and the shame that will come of not graduating, buuut...here we are.
So I'm getting kind of fat now. Well, not "fat" but doughy, out of shape. Mushy. Flabby. Coming up with these adjectives is doing great things for my self esteem. I think I will stop. Pudgy! Now I'm done.
Right, but really, I need to stop with the stress eating. It's hard -- I am always stressed and, this being a first world country and all, there is always food to be eaten. I bet if I lived in Haiti this would not be an issue. But, then I might have that mal-nutrition belly.
I think that last paragraph secured me a place in hell.
Well ... a smaller, more cramped place than I was already guaranteed.
Hm. I thought it would be easier to keep up this pointless inner monologue, but I was wrong. I have one thing on my mind: sex. JK! My thesis. I should really get back to that now.
So I'm getting kind of fat now. Well, not "fat" but doughy, out of shape. Mushy. Flabby. Coming up with these adjectives is doing great things for my self esteem. I think I will stop. Pudgy! Now I'm done.
Right, but really, I need to stop with the stress eating. It's hard -- I am always stressed and, this being a first world country and all, there is always food to be eaten. I bet if I lived in Haiti this would not be an issue. But, then I might have that mal-nutrition belly.
I think that last paragraph secured me a place in hell.
Well ... a smaller, more cramped place than I was already guaranteed.
Hm. I thought it would be easier to keep up this pointless inner monologue, but I was wrong. I have one thing on my mind: sex. JK! My thesis. I should really get back to that now.