Today I start up my new fat-journal. I start off at 300 pounds and hopefully by Christmas I hope to achieve 250. Which is a bit jump!
Lately I have been feeling like the blob that ate Chicago. I have been sluggish, tired, and just plain lazy. I have felt like if I moved, I would die of a heart attack. Sometimes at night I lay there and wonder if I am going to die in the middle of the night… Holy shit… my porn.
Crapola! My vibrators!! Nothing is more embarrassing as having your next of kin taking care of your possessions and coming across your anal plug. Trust me; it is never fun when that happens. I mean, I know they know already because when I went on vacation I thought I would come home to the same stuff. No… my room is not only clean but my “unmentionables” are not where I put them for easy access. And my favorite… is GONE! I could NEVER ask them where it was, it was almost like borrowing a book from my mom and pictures of her and my dad fall out. They are not clothed… and OMG… are those handcuffs!! Ew. *shudder* Oh… where was I? My weight, yea… So, here it is. Friday. Mom is starting the diet with me. Monday we both start it. On the menu for breakfast?
2 hard boiled eggs,
2 slices of Bacon
And Grapefruit Juice.
It’s basically the Mayo Clinic diet… guaranteed to have you lose 52lbs in 2 ½ weeks.
Wish me luck! Labels: toys, weight |
