I’m not depressed! I got over it, or got over myself, or whatever. Point being, I’m feeling much better. Maybe Brian’s humunahs cured me? Or maybe it was the new Go Jimmy Go CD? Or maybe it was Sibrina’s many kind words and phone calls? I thank you all for thinking of me, and for kicking me in the pants.
Also, how can I be depressed when there’s a three day weekend coming up? A three day weekend with fireworks, no less.
I had a really good salad the other day, too. Oh, and I’ve been blowing the diet. Had myself a peanut butter and jam buritto last night. And chocolate ice cream. And Newcastle. MMmmmmmm Carbs!
Every day is a new opportunity to try to eat better and fail miserably.