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Big Decisions

I have no idea why, but ever since my dad fixed my computer, my USB ports don't work. And that just sucks! For a couple of reason.

One, when I moved into this apartment, I got a really cool new desk that has a USB hub on it, so you don't have to bend down, and get behind your computer and all that junk to plug something in. And I haven't been able to use it!

Two, I can't download anything from my new camera...or my dad's digital camera! What's the point of having a digital camera???

So, I have a big decision. I can easily get my USB ports fixed. But that would require shutting down operations here, and taking my computer to my dad's. Which means...no more internet for me...for who knows how long. I did it once before for almost a year...but I've become slightly addicted now that I have high speed internet and not dial-up (which I had for 7 years!!! Can you believe it?).

The plus...the USB ports will work...and I can download pictures and stuff.

The downside? Knowing my dad, my computer could come back with something else broken. And, I'll be without a computer on his time schedule.

I'm gonna have to break down and just take it over there. I can't NOT download stuff! Right?

Gym Talk: I think the best part about getting in shape is finally starting to happen, and it is proof that I should listen to Ray Ray the Killer and stay away from the scale! I think I'm starting to lose inches. And, really? Who cares what the hell the scale says when you're losing pant sizes? I had forgotten this feeling. Before when I was a gym junkie, I really didn't even lose that much weight. I mean I lost a total of 70lbs, but I had lost 50 on my own, then gained back 20, and then lost the other 50 with Aaron the Beast, but I lost more inches than that. It's that whole formula thing where you gain muscle, and it weighs the same as fat, but takes up less space, and when you have more lean muscle than fat...blah blah blah...it all equals "looking smaller". It's giving me extra motivation.

My motivation for getting to the gym today to work out with Ray Ray the Killer, and trying to eat right is that I feel thinner...and I really need my boobs to be smaller! They're killing me. Seriously. Killing me. I bought a new sports bra...but they suck...I have to wear it over my regular bra for it to do any good. So, losing weight will make my boobs smaller...PLUS, once I get off the weight I gained back, I can get the breast reduction I desperately want!

*Please...if you are a guy, even if you're one of my friends...please don't make any comments about me being "dumb" for getting rid of my boobs, etc, etc, etc. It just makes you look like an insensitive pig. You don't know what it costs me physically to lug these things around. And for what? Your viewing pleasure? Give me a break!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I'm so proud of you for sticking with the gym and your plan--I bet you feel great! Keep it up!
Jessiedc28 said…
I Say "down with the boobs"!

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