What do you think of the new layout? It's for Halloween. It may be on here longer than that. I need to play around with the colors a little more so everything can be read but I like it so far.
15 October, 2008
It was time for a change.
What do you think of the new layout? It's for Halloween. It may be on here longer than that. I need to play around with the colors a little more so everything can be read but I like it so far.
14 October, 2008
Two weeks' worth of loss.
The week before last I lost 1.4 pounds and this week I was down another 1.8. I'm being careful, saying no to sweets or taking just a little.It's good to have these two losses in a row. I don't plan on being careful at all next week. I'll be downing Cafe Rio, getting a Square Pumpkin, and packing on the recent loss. At most I hope to have a no gain/no loss week. Wish me luck, I'm going to need it.
06 October, 2008
Tagged.
Three confessions.
Thanks for this wonderful opportunity, Fin.
Confession one:
One time, in 5th grade, I mixed up all this fake puke and I went to the theater and sat on the balcony ... . You know the rest of the story.
Confession two:
My driver's license says I weigh 136. It has since I was 16. I have not weighed that since long before I was 16.
Confession three:
I secretly think in British. When I see people standing around, waiting in a line, I don't think line, I think queue. When I talk about my apartment, I think about my flat. I think things are brilliant instead of great. I don't walk on the sidewalk, I walk on the pavement. I wear a sweater but I pick out a jumper.
So far I have been able to not say these out loud. I'd like this to continue.
I tag ... Cerra ... Cami ... and Allyson.
Thanks for this wonderful opportunity, Fin.
Confession one:
One time, in 5th grade, I mixed up all this fake puke and I went to the theater and sat on the balcony ... . You know the rest of the story.
Confession two:
My driver's license says I weigh 136. It has since I was 16. I have not weighed that since long before I was 16.
Confession three:
I secretly think in British. When I see people standing around, waiting in a line, I don't think line, I think queue. When I talk about my apartment, I think about my flat. I think things are brilliant instead of great. I don't walk on the sidewalk, I walk on the pavement. I wear a sweater but I pick out a jumper.
So far I have been able to not say these out loud. I'd like this to continue.
I tag ... Cerra ... Cami ... and Allyson.
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