swell

Yesterday I fell off a fence.

Backwards.

I have a fat bruise on the backside of my leg where I caught myself hanging upside down- backwards- and scrapes and pains aplenty, but I'm alive.

And the pretty but narly wisteria at grandmas is somewhat obliterated.



And I really won't loose any of the weight by eating the way I am now, but I sure do miss that short period of time where I lost all the weight by god knows how and why for a very short time. Damn food. Damn addictive personality. Damn it all.

And school sucks
but I see the finish line ahead. Yeayyyyyyyyy. Blah, must do work to get there.

Off to drown my anxieties and problems in a tub of coffee icecream and some good old fashioned TV.