Holy frick I am tired. Today was SO long and tiring, but productive as a mudda fugga. We got so much shit done. Got my poor car all taken care of. The oil got changed, it got washed, and the tires rotated. Yeeeeee. It’s so much happier now. Then we had lunch and went to Costco so I could ask about contacts and we bought fans and came back here to assemble them and they’re fuckin sweet and then it was time for Zumba… and… it was a fuckin long day, man. I gained stupid 1.2 pounds this week. UGHHHAAA fuck. Apparently this is the weight my body wants to be at. This is not the weight I want my body to be at. I’m so frustrated over it. There’s only so many things you can do to alter your diet or exercise routine. I ate that shit at that party, so I guess I can’t really be surprised. It stilllllllll sucks. I don’t know how this week is going to be. Better hopefully? I don’t know. I have very little fucks to give about it right now. Kay I’m sleepy it’s time for bed now.