I’ve fallen, yet again- off my own train to skinnier-happierdom and just made some bad choices, not the end of the world; it’s just funny how it causes so much self disappointment. Each time it just feels like it costs so much more to get another ‘ticket,’ if you will, to get back on the train, time after time.

I almost fear it’s the end of the competition at work that has caused this feeling and these choices- and learning the person who won starved themselves the day before – makes me hot for some reason, I wouldn’t have beat her, but still!

I worked out, I made good choices, and she starves- I think that’s just my perspective on most things becoming a reality. Just like a friend’s fortune at work read “you must work hard to be “lucky.” It’s true, and then irritating when some cheat themselves to be lucky.

Ramblings on blackberry don’t make any sense.

Also cupid slapped me in the face today. Ha.