Today, I was told I look like Jared from Subway. At Subway. Between that and being told I look like Adam Sandler, I FEEL SO HANDSOME.
Feline fart.
My zipper broke at work today, leaving my fly wide open. Here’s the pathetic attempt to patch it up. I used safety pins and a needle and thread, all without success. I did manage to poke myself in a delicate area, though. Several times.
I’m kind of Tumblr stupid. How can I send a message to someone without following them?
exercising is hard…
Dieting is harder. As much as I hate to exercise, I hate to give up my favorite foods even more. I feel like I’m having to give up a limb when I pass on a pizza.
Of course I want to be healthy so I shouldn’t just eat whatever I want but at the same time, I’m not obese or anything. I could lose several more pounds and be healthy and be okay. But I want to lose more than that. I want to be thin. And secretly, I want to be desired.
I just wish I could be okay with myself and then find someone who liked guys with a little belly. But there are no chubby chasers around here so I’m still screwed.
