V-Day

For Valentine's Day today, Maria is getting a chocolate heart with the message "I know I'm a pain in the ass sometimes, but I love you!" on it.

And I'm cooking dinner.

That's about as exciting as our Valentine's Days get around here.

Yay!

God Damn It!!

The next person that assumes I share their racial prejudices because I happen to share their skin color is going to get my boot wedged as far up their ass as I can get it.

That is all.

New Me, Day 29

Well, for those of you keeping track, this is day 29 of me trying to recreate myself by losing some weight, eating healthier, and exercising. I've been doing....okay.

I'm below 300, I think. My scale broke, keeps wavering between four different numbers, but since none of them are over 299, I feel good about that. I don't feel good that it's not a whole lot more, but I'm trying.

Food side of things is definately slipping, but I'm feeling good about the workouts.

That reminds me: If someone sent me something through FedEx recently, I never received it. I got a message on my machine left by some FedEx employee saying "Well, since you're not home, I'll leave the package at the office." The people at "the office" have no idea what the guy was talking about, since he should have left a note here with the tracking number if there really was a delivery.

Weird.

So, I'm going to go ride the bike for a while, after I do the dishes. The dishes must be cleaned first, unfortunately.