Dear Diary,
We did it! For real this time. You're my best friend! I love you! Huh? Nothing. We cracked the 30 lbs lost mark. Hopefully to stay. I know I'm losing, but I feel like a winner. I'm the best there is pure and simple. I wake up in the morning and piss excellence. Especially after a night like last night. Actually I didn't do too much last night. I was tired after I got home and only did about half my planned workout. Ten miles with the EBG and some sit ups. Then I fell asleep on the floor. Huh? With all due respect, you can shut the f*** up. What? I said with all due respect? Look. I did enough to offset the piece of red velvet cheesecake that I threw down yesterday and lost some. I got under 235 for real this time. Now I just need to have a good day to lock it in. Wow. You and the scale have really been ok with me the last few days. I'm so proud of you boys. So precocious and full of wonderment. Huh? Don't you ever say that you love me again. Bury it deep down in there. And never bring it up again.
PS. You sound like a dog with peanut butter on the roof of your mouth.
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