I guess I'm shit out of tips. And judging from the two cuss words in under 10 words of blogging shows I'm probably not in the best of happy, peppy, unrealistic tips mode.
But, I do think that having no money is really curbing me from doing things like:
- spending money and eating out with my friends instead of going to the gym in which i have a membership i'm not maximizing
- buying food at Subway (with real fucking mayonnaise) instead of eating a can of pineapple my mom got from the food bank
you know. things like that.
So, I'm pretty sure I lost a pound or two but I'm not weighing myself until the end of February. It's not like it fucking matters since I fucking gained 5 pounds anyways. So instead of my original 20 lbs, I need to lose 25. So even if I lose 3 pounds, I'll still be pissed off because I need to lose over 20 pounds still. I'm set up to lose even if I win.
Maybe March will end better.
PS. Fuck my Camry for running into that fucking cement pole. FUCK YOU CAMRY. FUCK YOU AND YOUR 2000 DOLLARS PLASTIC SURGERY I HAD TO GIVE YOUR DAMN BUMPER ASS.
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