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Wednesday, September 02, 2009

a miracle

this morning, i hopped on the scale fully expecting bad news. last night did not go as planned. i need to keep mum on the reason, but i ate a LOT. i got upset, had a couple beers and ate. and ate. and smoked, and ate and fumed.

the news?


dear reader, i have not weighed so little since the seventh grade, by my best reckoning. and, reader, i don't weigh so little now.

my scale? she is mindfucking me. again. some more. next three tries gave 170.2, which is also good news. but how do i trust her again?

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