Dear Diary,
I admit it. I'm starting to sound a lot like a broken record these days. Huh? What do I mean by starting?!?!? Well f*** you if you think that. Its not my fault that I've been banished to the couch to live out my days. Ok, ok. That may be a bit dramatic. But so are you, you f***ing drama queen. Anyway. I'm gonna hit the bike today. Spend some time with the boys from SAMCRO and get myself into gear. The last few days have consisted of me being almost forced to live out my bad habits of laying around and watching TV. I even had a late night snack last night. It was only a granola bar, but believe me I wished it was a pint of Ben and Jerry's Strawberry Cheesecake. Even though I did that, the overall decent eating helped me to come down slightly from the 228 I weighed in at yesterday. I forgot to hit the scale before breakfast, so I didn't feel like counting that. Kinda like I don't feel like counting you as a real friend. Huh? Well the feeling is mutual a**. See you tomorrow!
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