So many of my posts lately begin with my appy Polly loggies for not posting enough, so screw that. I'm gonna start to post whatever is on my mind whether or not I've been a good Ana and lost weight. So that means you, O my lovelies, get to read more ofmy stream of thought.
So yeah lately I've had non stop bad days, I'm at 142 and it feels like I'll never be thin and that depresses me more everyday. What I need to do is like get just a salad when my friends go to cici's instead of buying into the whole I'll get what I paid for mindset.
Blech, also in the way of misnomers I have still yet to put any of my art up here... Maybe i'm afraid someone will recognize me from my art... Maybe I'm just really narcicistic... Hmm but how can I be in love with myself if I hate myself so much.
So yes, expect my artwork to soon dreadfully and tactlessly adorn this blog. And as far as my car since there are those out there ever so curious: long story short my engine had issues I was unaware of, but now a bunch of parts and three tear downs and rebuilds later (damn bloody well be the last rebuild) I will soon have my baby Tiamat (1997 Eagle Talon) back on the road. YAYs!!!
And now to leave with a quote:
"I dreamt I was a butterfly though I did not realize I was dreaming. When I woke I was I and not the butterfly. This makes me wonder... am I a man dreaming of being a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming I am a man. For you see in the end they have the same cause and effect and there is no real difference."