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| She's gone (what went wrong?) |
| 06.01.05 (9:59 am) [edit] |
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Since my last post, my weight has stayed the same, but I have left my husband. I live in my own large nook in the city. Life is good!
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| fat ass |
| 04.08.05 (6:39 am) [edit] |
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Last night I wore that pink teddy, the one in the picture on the right. Although I don't feel like a sausage in it as much, I'm not too sure if there will be a noticeable difference in my 20 pound picture. I can't see a difference in my webcam pics on my face. Same face, 14 pounds difference. *sigh*
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| never blog anymore |
| 04.07.05 (10:59 am) [edit] |
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I dunno. After what happened, I have other things to do with my time. I'm starting renovations at home again. I'm trying to keep it clean around here. I do more at work. I just... don't have time to blog. I'm sorry. Well, you know how things go. Sybil, I miss you to pieces. Gawd we need some MeeHongs. I can do it now with no kids. It's so much better. :)
I ripped out my front stairs yesterday. That's the pic on the right. Thats my daughters body, not mine ;) No sneak previews at my luscious bod.
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| yaya fatness |
| 04.04.05 (7:41 pm) [edit] |
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Down another 3.2 pounds! Go me!
Already down one clothes size, too.
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| Terri is dead |
| 04.03.05 (11:54 am) [edit] |
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She had no quality of life whatsoever. Over at sybil.tblog.com, readlorey (also a blogger at tblog) argued that murderers on death row have a faster way to die than she had, and that is so true. If Terri could verbalize her hunger, they would have not let her die the way she did.
Good idea, why not starve murderers to death? Put them in solitary and just forget them. Wow.
Anyway, Darkmood said many things that made so much sense, like... someone who has a better chance at a QUALITY life can now use her bed to recover in. Yikes... same bed new mattress I bet.
I'm just glad it wasn't me who had to be in that fight.
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| Sara |
| 03.28.05 (7:18 am) [edit] |
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e-mail me at AOL.
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| weigh in day |
| 03.28.05 (5:57 am) [edit] |
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I have to weigh in at 12:30. I'm not looking forward to it. On Thursday I had Chinese food, then didn't eat for the rest of the day because I didn't know how many points I had eaten. On Friday I had 2 points left at 10pm, and I went out and had a Margarita, 2 Smirnoff and 3 buttery nipple shots. Then yesterday I ate like it was my last day alive. Well... at least I know where I went wrong, right?
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| what kind of WHAT are you? |
| 03.22.05 (1:51 pm) [edit] |
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Your Seduction Style: The Charmer |
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You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement. You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you. By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power. And then you've got them exactly where you want them! |
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| Don't fart at wal mart |
| 03.22.05 (1:35 pm) [edit] |
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I had to go to Wal Mart today to buy supplies for my job, and of course a big poop bubbles at the back door. I make it to the bathroom but round the corner just as the door closes behind someone else. "great" I think. I hate shitting in public when someone else is in the shitter.
When I walk in and get into my stall, the woman made a big fart and plopped some shit into the crapper. I was disgusted, even though that IS the purpose of a toilet. I sat and waited. Some other woman came in and took the last stall, and plopped her own into the water. "What, did eeveryone drink coffee this morning?" I wondered to myself. My own shit fell out silently, thank Gods.
I think farts should be spared for friends and loved ones only.
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| hullo |
| 03.21.05 (7:46 pm) [edit] |
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Did anyone notice that I lost 4.4 more pounds?? When I lose 20, I'm going to post a new side view of me, and so on. Every 20 lbs will result in a new picture...
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| tears |
| 03.21.05 (10:30 am) [edit] |
Today I sat in the car insurance company with my husband, trying to straighten something out. My husband was facing me, and my back was facing the glass windows that looked out onto the city traffic. My husband got a glimpse of recognition in his eyes, then he looked at me and nodded towards the window. The door opened beside me, and my father's father walked in. Today is the first time I have seen him in 9 years. I've been estranged from the family, and my grandfather has gotten a lot older in the past 9 years. My grandfather saw my husband, and swung himself around and looked at me, right in my eyes. I immediately saw my own father's face in his. I stayed expressionless. He spoke to an insurance adjustor, and I missed his voice. He is soft spoken, and very sociable. He asked his question, got his answer, called out a big hello to the insurance company owner, and then he left. It brought on so many emotions for me. Do I follow him and tell him that I love him and I miss him? I didn't. I stayed right where I was. Then I wondered if my family misses me. It's a sad feeling to know that I've been out of their lives for 9 years and not one of them have ever tried to contact me. It hurts. It is painful. And it brought on tears. Hurting tears, tears I haven't cried in ages. I've cried in anger and frustration, but these tears were those of hurt feelings.
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| rewards |
| 03.17.05 (9:38 am) [edit] |
I was vacuuming my living room a little while ago and was listening to sappy love songs. Through discussions with friends, I realize that I am quite neglected, seeing as my sex is called sex, not making love, and it doesn't last very long. It's an on and off kinda thing. I get gypped. That is, when we DO fuck. Haven't fucked in awhile. I have no desire to. When you don't get the groove on outside the bedroom, what's the point in getting it on INside the bedroom? Sex, to me, is a reward for having a happy loving relationship. When I get neglected or treated like shit, you think I'm going to give up the pussy? No way, Jose. The things I think of when I vacuum...
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| bored |
| 03.16.05 (1:31 pm) [edit] |
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Looking for something to do online, been here practically all damn day. Finding nothing to do, really. Sad days. Tomorrow, after I bring the kids to school, I am going to go for a walk. I had a moment today where I ate a Dunkin Donuts muffin, and it counted for 13 points, which is like, half my points for the day. I went into the "play" points to eat it, now I need activity points to make up for it. It was yummy though. Worth it, yes.
I think I'm getting a huge zit between my eyes, because the bridge of my nose is killing me. It feels like someone smacked me with a hammer. Wearing glasses doesn't help matters.
Yup, I'm bored.
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| lol |
| 03.16.05 (10:08 am) [edit] |
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Im laughing so hard that my stomach hurts. Can't share, you'd have to be there...
Everyone, Ive come to a decision for my life, and by the time summer rolls around, I'll be on my own. Me and the kids, the kids and me, whatever way it needs to be put. From this Friday on, Im stashing my paychecks. then I'm out...
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| numb |
| 03.15.05 (6:48 pm) [edit] |
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Juuuuust wondering; am I the only person who gets a cold numb right hand when on the computer? It's my mouse hand... just askin. Maybe I spend too much time here..
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| eye doctors |
| 03.14.05 (7:38 pm) [edit] |
I had to take my kid to the eye doctor today because she failed the school test with her glasses on. Well turns out she failed the doctor's test, too. She needs a stronger prescription. The doctor also noticed that she gets flaky eyelashes like her father does. She has to wash her eyelashes with baby shampoo now. Yeah, as if... she takes a shower without putting shampoo on her head, never mind soaping up her lashes.
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| Yikes! |
| 03.14.05 (10:45 am) [edit] |
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HOUSTON (March 14) - A 2-year-old remained in critical condition Sunday after being shot by his 4-year-old brother, who may not have known the difference between a real and toy gun, police said.
Police Sgt. Cameron Grysen said the boys had been arguing at their home in southwest Houston on Saturday afternoon when the 2-year-old threw a toy at his brother.
The older boy got the loaded gun from a purse in his mother's bedroom and shot his brother once in the temple, Grysen said.
He was being treated at Ben Taub Hospital.
The mother told police she had the .32-caliber automatic to protect her family because of recent neighborhood burglaries. She said Saturday was the one day that she did not secure the weapon. She could face criminal charges.
Child Protective Services spokeswoman Estella Olguin said CPS had never been called to the home before. The agency has placed the older boy with a grandparent.
Authorities said the 4-year-old didn't seem to understand what he had done.
"He's wondering where his brother is, and when his brother's coming back," Grysen said
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| haha mofo |
| 03.14.05 (8:46 am) [edit] |
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I weighed in this morning and was down 9.6 pounds! *GLEEFUL SMILE* The woman was happy for me, and I rushed home to tell my husband and I called my friend and told her. She was laughing and she said she was jealous of me, but in a good way.
I have a funny joke to share; A guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a drink and while he's drinking the monkey jumps all around the place. The monkey grabs some olives off the bar and eats them, then grabs some sliced limes and eats them, then jumps onto the pool table, grabs one of the billiard balls, sticks it in his mouth, and to everyone's amazement, somehow swallows it whole. The bartender screams at the guy, "Did you see what your monkey just did?" The guy says "No, what?" "He just ate the cue ball off my pool table ... whole!" "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy, "He eats everything in sight, the little bugger. Sorry. I'll pay for the cue ball and stuff". He finishes his drink, pays his bill, pays for the stuff the Monkey ate, then leaves Two weeks later he's in the bar again, and has his monkey with him. He orders a drink and the monkey starts running around the bar again. While the man is finishing his drink, the monkey finds a cherry on the bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his ass, pulls it out, and eats it. The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your monkey did now?" "No, what?" replies the guy. "Well, he stuck a cherry up his ass, pulled it out, and ate it!" said the bartender. "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me", replied the guy. "He still eats everything in sight, but ever since the cue ball incident, he measures everything first.
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| Diana said it best |
| 03.13.05 (8:56 am) [edit] |
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I'm Coming Out Diana Ross
I'm coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show I'm coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show
There's a new me coming out And I just had to live And I wanna give I'm completely positive I think this time around I am gonna do it Like you never do it Like you never knew it Ooh, I'll make it through
The time has come for me To break out of the shell I have to shout That I'm coming out
I'm coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show I'm coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show
I've got to show the world All that I wanna be And all my billities Ther's so much more to me Somehow, I have to make them Just understand I got it well in hand And, oh, how I've planned I'm spreadin' love There's no need to fear And I just feel so glad Everytime I hear:
I'm coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show I'm coming out I want the world to know I got to let it show
I decided to go for a walk today. I had an amazing day yesterday, and I wanted to think about things. So I threw on my Discman with a CD I burned and went outside and walked in the slush. The first part of the trek is downhill; the second is level ground, and the third is back up that hill. As I started the third trek, my legs were burning and I wondered how I was going to make it back up when Diana belted that song into my head and it boosted my determination 5 levels. Thanks, Diana. I needed that.
34 minute walk.
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| no car today |
| 03.11.05 (6:54 am) [edit] |
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ok no car image today. Sorry. The clutch shit the bed and it's at the shop. I have so much to say right now, but I have a seriously messy house to clean.
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| the car |
| 03.10.05 (5:18 pm) [edit] |
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Yes, the car is what I said, a Geo Storm. It's teal. The clutch shit the bed while I was driving it. Fuck me. I've had a crappy day today, like I said. Tghe clutch let go on the car and when I went to get out of the car, I smacked my head on the door frame. It hurt and made me CRY. Then I cried because the clutch let go and my husband would be all bitchy about it (he actually said he'll deal with it in the morning) and then I just have no fucking life.
Thats why my day was bad today.
I'll show y'all my car tomorrow.
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| What a day |
| 03.10.05 (9:57 am) [edit] |
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Today has started off pretty shittily. Is that a word? My dog crawled under the fence into my neighbors yard and ignored us while we called him. That goes up my twat sideways. Then... awww, who wants to hear a complainer?
Good news? I just got a 93 Geo Storm. Stick shift, not too shabby. More good news? I have over 10 pointe left for the rest of my day!
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| a boy |
| 03.09.05 (7:24 pm) [edit] |
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I had a friend once, but she has since cast me out of her life. She and I have been through so much together. We've been through separation before. She is pregnant with her third child, due next week, and I am going to miss it, and it hurts. I just decided to see if she registered anywhere and I found out that she's having another boy. I am fucking thrilled, I was hoping it was going to be a boy. She has a son and a daughter, and her husband has a daughter. Now they will have 2 girls and 2 boys. So cool... I decided just now that I am going to buy some stuff on the registry and bring it to her work and leave it for her. It would suck if they dropped the stuff off at my house, though. I guess we'll see what happens.
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| split jeans |
| 03.09.05 (7:02 pm) [edit] |
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Know how when you have jeans, they make teeny little holes by the top pocket corners? Well, I sat down today and that little hole blasted apart. I didn't care because I weighed myself this morning and I was 2 pounds lighter than I was on Monday. GO ME! I am in the ZONE, baby! I DO like the elliptical trainer, and it is an asskicker. It is exhausting.
Today I bought a lot of Smart Ones meals for lunches, and I bought Carb Smart ice cream and skinny cow ice cream bars. All very low in points and all very yummy!
I am going to lose 100 pounds. You watch.
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| fat ass |
| 03.08.05 (1:23 pm) [edit] |
I hjust pumped my fat ass on my elliptical trainer. I went till I almost dropped. 3 minutes. *sigh* Now I need to shower and get ready for Al-Anon.
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3/7 249lbs (elephant noise) 28 points a day
3/14 239.4lbs -9.6
3/21 235 -14
3/28 237.6 +2.6
4/4 234.4 -3.2
14.6 pounds GONE!
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