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There is no such thing as an angry font, so this will have to fucking do! No fucking meeting today for a variety of reasons. First, ms. bitch continued to today to denounce our existence, then she told Paul about the meeting, so there was pressure when he asked if we had it, when we were going to have it, then we got really tired from our meds.

Maybe we don’t exist. Maybe we’re just a figment of her imagination. I know she was feeling all scared this afternoon at how she would go to our inner world from her world. God she can be so stupid at times! Ah, close your eyes and just let it happen! Duh!

Can’t stand her. Can’t stand any of us. Can’t stand this life, or whatever the fuck it is. Yeah, we know we’re really, really fat, obese class 2, that we’ve gained weight so far this week, but we still are not going to exercise! What’s in it for us? Not a damned thing! So why would any sane person leave the comfort of their recliner to put on socks and runners and a tshirt and get on that fucking bike and move for 30 minutes all the while sweating and hurting? Not us! We weren’t born yesterday. If we can get out of that stupid Weight Watchers contract, we’re going to eat whatever the hell we want. Come on peanut butter! Let’s gorge on Starbucks ginger cookies. Dozen doughnuts? No problemo.

Fuck, why bother writing anything more. We didn’t have the meeting which means we’re a failure, that includes you too Cathie. Yup, we’re all a failure and now have to face Paul with this news and yhou know what that means…he’ll get that sad face and eyes which always upsets us. We’re no good. We’re no good at all.

By All of Us

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exhausted pose drawings by ~JoeyGates @ deviantArt

Sexhausted_pose_drawings_by_joeygateso once again I’ve setup a personal blog. I’ve lost count as to how many I’ve setup. The main reason for doing it  yet again was the feeling I was getting from everyone inside that they were really mad at me for removing their blog. I’m hoping by doing this, things might settle down inside. I’m exhausted beyond belief. My eyelids, heavy and swollen remain closed tight against my eyes, my head is throbbing and I’m sure if I went to a mirror I’d see it with a large lump on the right side of my head.

Because of this poor sleeping schedule, my eating has been the shits. I’m not eating much nor drinking anything, and as for exercise, let’s just say I have avoided it at all costs. So Weight Watchers starts in 15 minutes, but I told Paul to take the car to work because I’m too damned tired to go. I can go to Victoria tomorrow at 10 a.m. which is what I’ll do. I’m so fucking scared about this upcoming weigh in. I have to have lost weight this week. That would make it two weeks in a row of losing weight. That would be a first since January 2nd, 2009.

Sabotage, sabotage, guess who’s the best at sabotage, Just close your eyes and think of friends, and before you know it, this really fat rolly polly image will form in your mind and you’ll shiver in disgust when you realize it’s me. So damned sick of sabotage. Oh please, make sure I’ve lost this week. Even though I feel really bad, I’m going to ride the recumbent bike today for sure, maybe 30-60 minutes. I don’t care if I hurt. It should hurt as a punishment for getting so obese.

I’m feeling really low right now and I’m having trouble staying awake after taking my morning meds and 2 ativan, so I’m going to bed.

Mirror mirror on the wall, please make my day better after all.

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