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2005-11-13 - 6:54 p.m. I went out to dinner last night, and threw it all up again at 2am. I think the barbecued chicken wings were a bit dodgy. I always overeat at buffets, because for some reason I think if I don't, I'm being cheated. Even if someone else is paying for me. Would we like to debate on the reason for my chunky body? No? I had two late nights this weekend, and consequently a very unproductive Sunday. I watched a bit of The Company, which was boring, and a bit of Matrix Revolutions, which was silly and got boring. And somehow I managed to spend three hours doing the grocery shopping and buying a pair of shorts. And although part of me feels like I've wasted my days off, another part of me feels rested. Sometimes, I need to not-clean, and watch bad movies, and read on the couch. Free myself from chores, and perhaps I won't be in my usual grumpy mood come Monday morning.
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