Today was my second day of work. Holy mother fucking shit. I'm so fucked. Like a genius, Felix and I decided we would make a rabbit hutch on Monday with some of his grandparents old wood (hur hur hur) and stuff. It had sand flies ALL over it, and I only realised until I had 40 million of them eating my ankles. Que swollen, sore and itchy feet.
Add working on them for 18 hours and mix with a little PMS.
I'm a sad, angry, itchy little girl.
On the bright (ish) side, I'm going to the gym tomorrow. Horray for my health kick! I just finished off the Tim-Tams...
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Did you go to the gym? I quit Curves and have gained weight steadily ever since!!
I started skipping "stations" and giving the old biddies the evil eye.
I figured it was better for my soul for me to be a quitter than to secure my place in hell trying to out step and kill someone's Granny.
I love hearing someone else echo my whale like cries of fattiness and cattiness!
Nah I've been going. I'm fairly competitive and bet my mum I could lose more weight than her by September... So now I *have* to go... Because there's fucking hills in this fucking country and there's no way in hell I'm walking or anything like that.
Grannies can outstep me. It makes me a sad panda.
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