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When I spoke with Aaron the Beast a couple of days ago, he said that my problem with the Wimp is not his training expertise. It's just that I don't like him. Umm...maybe. I don't like him, and his training expertise sucks. The thing that bothers me the most is the way he talks. If I were to ask Aaron a question he would explain fully. Not always in layman's terms, but I liked it that way. When I aks the Wimp a question he always has to give me an anectdote. Like I'm a little kid. I would just really like to know why his anecdotes always involve dating and sex. He compares everything to dating and sex. And he always brings the subject back to him being "a man, not a boy" and what a nice guy he is. Isn't it always the guys who tell you they're nice guys that are trying way to hard?

Seems like my 2 1/2 weeks of hormonal depression has ceased. Woo Hoo! I have a week and a half till it starts again!!! But for now, maybe my blogs won't be so damn sappy!

I love how when I wake up in the morning my stomach actually seems a little flatter, and my pajama bottoms fit much looser than when I went to bed. I would like it very much if my body could just see that it feels much better in this state, and that it would stay that way all day long. But, nope, I know, the rounder parts will only get rounder as the day goes on.


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Jessiedc28 said…
I should be feelng flat tummied by the 14th and I'm so psyched!!! Then I'll be back again ...in just a mere 21 days. :(
11:14 AM
Jammie J. said…
Stupid hormones. I hate hormones.
2:40 PM
Compulsive Lizzie said…
Hormones are the root of all evil.

I always wake up feeling flat tummied, even when hormonally challenged, but as soon as I put that first bite of anything breakfast into my mouth . . . It's like I swallowed a bowling ball!!!
7:09 AM
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