Hows it going? Cool. Thats great. Me? Oh, I'm doing fine. Thanks for giving a f***. Well do you really give a f*** or anything resembling one, cause I can't tell. Yeah I know that my weight went down yesterday. I'm gonna take some credit for that. I ate ok, but I did have a cookie. Huh? I did not cheat. Cookie was not on my 30 day list. Ok fine, you're right. Its fine by the letter of the law, but not the spirit. And if we're being honest here, I didn't just cheat with the cookie, but I had a spiritual fling with another scale. Huh? You can't ask me why...but since you did, I'm sick of your s**t. You can't make up your mind. Am I fat, am I skinny? Ok fine, you've never called me skinny. Hell you continue to call me obese, so I guess we can say you've consistently called me fat, but at what percentage? According to you, I gained 4% bf since yesterday while losing weight. So I actually got fatter. Doesn't matter that I did push ups all day, huh and didn't eat any junk food? OH! Here we go with the cookie again. How long are you gonna hold that over me? I tried to give it away, but noooo, Terri didn't take it. I get no credit for staying away from the Banana Pudding in the fridge either. F***! How do you even calculate body fat anyway? I bet you don't know. I'm waiting... Oh so now you want to be quiet. Fine, but don't say s**t when I replace you.
PSS. See you tomorrow.
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