Wow, I had an Epic Fail today, I think...

I had something, at any rate.

Those chips I ate?

Made me sick. I didn't barf because I took some meds, but...dude. I can't eat chips anymore! I even had to come home and go to bed for five hours to let my body sort itself out. Damn.

Ah well.

*Snork*

So, yeah. My mood and attitude have improved immensely since breaking up with the ex.

Enough that people are coming up to my boss and asking if I got a boyfriend. (!)

I cannot tell you how amused I am by this, and by the concept that, actually, it was because I got rid of the 'boyfriend'.

Really, it has me and boss both giggling our asses off for the past few weeks, when it's becoming a common place occurance. :)

Also; people have taken to greeting me with 'hey, Skinny!'

I wonder what they'll call me when I drop another 35-40 pounds...?

(And yeah, all this makes me feel loved. S'all good. :) )

Uh oh, now I've done it.

I've just realized...I am now small enough to fit into the various outfits offered by Midnight Velvet and The Pyramid Collection.

Oh....man. I'm in trouble now.

*Drools*