Wednesday wednesday, oh wednesday, how I absolutely love you! Hump day, I say, hump day indeed, i can actually take a break this week. Wow. It has been so long since I've blogged on this thing. *sigh* ah oh well. I'm sure my -ahem- faithful readers don't mind.

Today was the day that Justin and I have set as "Date Day". Although, i'd love for our relationship to, ah, regrow some more stems, i was kind of glad that we decided this day was not a good day to have a date. Between my tiredness, and his stress from Finals, it wouldn't have proven to be a good one anyhow. So, instead, I made some disgusting homemade mac n cheese with the new croc pot I bought from Walmart, did some laundry that is still left unfolded, and half in the dryer downstairs, tried the mac n cheese, only to throw away the four cups of cheese, two cups of milk, one cup macaroni noodles, two eggs and salt and pepper for taste.
I almost got caught up in some drama, because I opened my big mouth about some guy that a bunch of people like... whoops. I just said what I heard, didn't think it would be a problem. it's not like I even really know the guy.

Although I know that i am going to definately be tired in the morning, oh shit, look it's already morning, I refuse to go to sleep just yet.

As of late, I have been going to work out in the morning at eight o'clock on monday thru thrusday. I haven't lost a pound, but packed on ten to fifteen extra pounds in what others like to call "muscle weight". yeah right. Let me muscle weight you with my fist.

Did i tell you that I'm finally going vegetarian? Yep. Gave up my red meat and pork over the last month, and have been incorporating beans and a ton of veggies and fruits now. I feel better. I'm kinda taking care of myself more now. making sure I have adequate amounts of water, veggies fruits, a glass of milk every morning! Jeeze, maybe I am turning into a health freak like they say. But I feel so much better. It's worth it. Now if only I could slough off a few uh, thirty pounds, and I'll be good.

Speaking of pounds, guess how much my boobs weigh? BY THEMSELVES!!! They weigh eight pounds, Yes, that's eight pounds of breast tissue on my fucking chest. No wonder I'm such a clutz. I mean, that's like straping an animal to your chest and walking around all day. Balance is definately an issue. that and everyone comments. RIKA! your boobs are HUGE!

At least Laura Mae says so.

I don't know. I'm hoping that i can lose some of the fullness... maybe splat on some firming skin lotion so they stay nice and whatever, but hell, I could lose a cup size and be completely content. I hate them. And if any little A or B cup wants some, I would gladly give up a cup size.

at least justin likes them. I hate them. I don't even feel anything when... yeah. i'm stopping there.

Alas, the time is late, so I must retire for the evening.

Woot, my Shojo beat came a couple days ago, and I just started reading it. Thank god, need something to keep me from going insane!