Month: May 2017

Shopping Isn’t Fun Again… Yet.

Though I Jedi-mind-fucked myself to believe that ALL clothes were built small before, I’ve getting somewhat of a vindication of those feelings now.


All Aboard!!! (The Train to 100 pounds Lost!)

75 pounds was supposed to mean a new WWE Championship Belt for my reward. As much as I am a sucker for the 20 pounds of gold around my waist, what’s the point of having a belt if your pants won’t stay up?