With droopy lids, big black circles under the eyes, a fever blister, and a bit of a breakout happening, I certainly have looked better! But other than the sleepiness I feel fine. Really. A-one. My state of mind is straight and clicked on.
Back with a master plan, although I'm sure it won't last long. But the good thing about everything being blown to hell in a handbasket is this: you no longer have to worry about when things are gonna get blown to hell in a handbasket. Or a tupperware bowl, for that matter.
Oh, yes, I almost forgot to tell you...I've officially lost 20 pounds now. I've been working on this weight loss thing for several months, and it is slooooowwwww going, but progress is being made. I'll tell ya one thing - I don't eat a goddamned thing. I should weigh around 90 pounds by now. Give it time and maybe I will! Here's something funny about realizing you're a fat ass - when you can lose 20 pounds and STILL be a fat ass, you were really, really a fat ass!
