Alright, so last week sucked. But it's over. So let's move on, shall we?
I'm eating some blackberries. But they smell weird. Like...metal? I can't figure out if it's the berries or my hands. So I Purelled (verb) my hands and I still smell it. Whatever. I figure with all the junk I put in my body this weekend, a few metallic berries can't hurt. That would be a shitty way to go. Eating berries. OH SWEET IRONY! (iron...metal...don't read too much into this.)
The weekend was lazy and depressing. I ate a lot of junk and really only left the apartment to drop Jeff off at work and buy fried foods and Slurpees. I realize now that I only have one month left before we move. Which is great and awful. Great because I get outta my current shitty apartment. Awful because moving is such a pain in the ass especially if you are lazy, and in case any of you don't know me well enough to know this yet, I am lazy. So yeah, I gotta get on that. Like...nowish.
Sometimes when I'm at work hating life, I think "man, I really wish I could go home and start packing. I have so much to do!" Then I do finally get home and all I end up doing is watching reality TV all nite. Oh well. I have a plan to tackle the ever-growing pile of "clothes-that-don't-fit-anymore" in the corner of the room. It's grown to be quite monumental since Jeff started pitching into it too. I think the whole thing's just going to Goodwill. It's not the smartest idea, but it does work on the "I.don't.want.to.sort.this.shit.out." level, so yeah.
Jeff said he wants to start walking again at night. So I bought some new sneakers this weekend. My Converse have a big hole on the bottom and they're probably not the best for exercising anyway. We'll see how this all works out.
I'm teetering on a very thin line here because my birthday is in a couple weeks and I'm trying really hard to NOT give myself permission to wait until after my birthday to start dieting. I mean, two weeks is two weeks, and that's 14 days of either progress or bullshit. Plus, I don't wanna go all hog wild just because it's my birthday. I need to learn to celebrate conservatively. So I wanna head into that stupid Birthday/Easter weekend with the right kind of positive momentum and not eat like a whole cake and a crate of Cadbury Eggs. Wish me luck!