Bleh.
Last night was fun. Mojitos. Mine were made with splenda of course... I didn't eat or drink too much exactly (salad and eggwhite quiche), but I'm still disappointed with myself. I can't explain it. I feel stagnant.
The absence of loss is somehow a gain.
I will have to do better. I'm going to the gym today. I have to.
I feel so much the same. I don't know why that's not good enough.
D. seems worried about me with all my salad and fruit eating and my compulsive need to exercise all the time. It would be easier for me to follow my disorder without him, but I could never.
I have to get rid of this bloat. My friends are all going out on Friday as well. Damn all this drinking! Spending money, spending calories.
Bleh. Enough of that! I think I may have found a possible reception venue! I hope, I hope, I hope! Also, I've been holding out on confirming my maid of honor, but now that my best friend isn't being deployed, she can be my M.O.H.! Fantastic! Ah, and David's finally has a picture of my
dress! I'm not using gloves though. I'm not a glove girl so much, well maybe just not on my wedding day. I don't know. Bleh. It's almost five!!!
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weirdCurrent Music: Violin concerto in D, Itzhak Perlman