I'm trying to be healthy.
When I was younger I swore to myself that when I was 21 I'd get into the best shape I possibly could.
Here I am, 21.75 and I'm still in bad shape. Perhaps the worst shape I've ever been in. I definitely weigh more than I ever have before.
My inner child is screaming at me for letting him down. *sigh*
So I'm eating good. when I can. when the urge to eat really good aged gouda cheese doesn't overwhelm me.
Anyway. off to put the ailing curtlepine to sleep with sweet sweet stories.