I Hate Skinny People

okay, maybe *hate* is too strong of a word. i want to be one of them. i'm sick of being the fat girl, the frumpy housewife, a blob. i want to walk through the racks of skinny people clothes and be able to wear them. i've lost 22 pounds since mother's day, 6 pants sizes, and i'm still this big blob of yuck. TWENTY-TWO POUNDS! and i still have at least 70 pounds and 10 pants sizes to go. hopeless, i know.

i've considered trying to negotiate a long-term lease of my soul in exchange for angelina jolie's body, energy and money. i'm not quite ready to SELL my soul, but a long-term lease is certainly a possibility...