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I'm on a roll!

I did it. I fought the urge, and did not give in to the last 6 months of addicting bagels and coffee! I measured out my Cheerios to a perfect 2 cups, and my fat free milk to 1 1/2 cups. I got rid of the Wimp, and now hopefully I'm back to eating correctly. I want to see at least 1 in. missing from every body part the next time I get measured. And I kind of need to prove to myself that I can do this! Shopping for clothes isn't any fun when everything in style is so damn tiny, and it's hard enough getting my boobs into those little shirts, let alone worrying about whether or not I can see back fat through my shirt!!! Yucky Yucky Back Fat! Back fat is the enemy.

I shopped for almost 6 hours yesterday. Poor Josh was the one dying on this particular trip. It's usually me complaining that I want to go home, but have money, will spend!!!

I'm having a hard time and overanalyzing this AOC thing way too much. I guess I just feel like he's really not that into me most of the time. But I need to get over it. I'm a little cute, right? I could find someone else...there are plenty of fish in the sea, yada yada yada...the problem is, at this moment in time...I want this fish. I'm not ready to pull the hook on this Marlin and spend time looking through the Guppies until I find another Marlin.

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Kaycee said…
Maybe you are alergic to seafood. ha ha.
Kaycee said…
Maybe you should just go hunting. Instead of trying to lure men into taking a bite, just shoot them in the head when they aren't expecting it.
I don't even like fish...well...I LOVE shellfish, but I'm not a big fan of "regular" fish. But everytime I say things aren't going well, and they're not, then he does something to reel me back in!! Hey!!! I'm not the fish here...he is!!!
Jessiedc28 said…
Your Marlin Guppy story was a little pathetic -- but I totally know what you mean. Besides, if we have ANYTHING in common it's probably that we can't stand men for more then a few days. You'll rope him in and then spit him out in no time!
I don't want to spit him out! I want him to jump in the net all on his own, no reeling, and staying for dinner. OH GOD! This is such a pathetic analogy!!!

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