Wed, Nov 20, 2002 - 8:45 p.m.

Somehow...today turned out okay.

This morning I woke up super-early (after staying out semi-late with Nick), and worked out...good start right? Then I came home and ate and ate and puked and puked....my chest hurts. My mouth is a massive hurt---just aching, pouding and painful. On top of it all I've developed a cold. My nose is runny and my head aches. I'm not surprised though---I just had my wisdom teeth pulled, my immune system is fucked and I'm puking up half of what I eat. Everytime I do it I swear it's the last. But...fuck man...it's worth it. 110, 13%-->that is perfection in my eyes...for me anyway. I just have to get back into my healthy eating routine, and stop feeling guilty when I SHOULDN'T!! Like...I eat healthily, but whenever I eat something the slightest bit "wrong" I get this freaking guilt..like I FUCKED UP....and that's where it all goes to hell.

My bus broke down while I was on my way to my CSR shift this aft. But it was all good--I felt okay, and I had a good time at work. Everyone is so friendly (the members) that I just can't be in a bad mood even if I try. I love my position there--I love responsibility--my job rocks.

I wish I could have worked out again tonight--but I couldn't. It's okay. I suppose I'll live. I'll die another day. Hehe.

Lovegrace