send max to space

i dont really have anything to mention in this post. i guess i should say something worthwhile...so i'll let you know i ate a snickers bar and two hershey bars tonight. NBD. i was going to go work out at the Y...but you know how things go. one chocolate leads to another...

for the next two weeks i am housesitting for a bulimic cat. im sure there will be stories to share then, until then i suggest watching the movie Space Camp for all of your entertainment needs.

nights in white chocolate (or the blog i wrote laughing)

im not in the mood to blog. im not in the mood to reach into my back pocket and pull out some mildly amusing story. im not in the mood to go to three thousand weddings by myself and sit between all my married or heavily involved friends. im also not in the mood to use my moms facebook to look at my ex-boyfriends profile. im not in the mood, but i do it just the same.

it appears im in the mood to be moody.

the moody blues is a great band. nights in white satin was such a good song they made a coldstone ice cream flavor based on it. nights in white chocolate is not as good as the song. i prefer birthday cake remix.

birthday cake remix is the flavor me and said ex-boyfriend overdosed on when we found a bunch of coupons for free like-it sized coldstone treats. i found the coupons in a dumpster. i also found that i gained about 10 pounds during that sweet season of life.

my weight fluctuates more than the GOP's presidential candidate approval rating. when youre 5 feet tall, weight fluctuation matters.

my ex-boyfriend once told me i needed to loose weight. i didn't take it kindly. he wasn't my boyfriend at the time, but he was trying to win his way back into my heart. it didn't work well in his favor. i should have told him "YOU MADE ME THIS WAY" as i shoved birthday cake remix all over my face through tears...but i went with the silent treatment instead. it lasted for about 2 minutes. i don't remember what fantastic response i had at the time, but im sure it was along the ever popular "tell me something i dont know". don't worry. he apologised later. and also, dont worry, im actually over it. i promise.

90 percent of anyone who reads this is friends with the mysterious "ex boyfriend". dont tell him i wrote this or he'll never talk to me again. oh wait, never mind....that's already the situation. omg. what if he's reading this...i bet hes not though. hes too busy studying to read blogs...or return calls, or return contact of any form. lolololololz.

i dont have many regrets in my life (that is a lie that everyone says) but i am 98% sure i will regret this blog. i hope i learn a lesson through it, or at least that it makes someone smile.

let's try and lessen the regret. i'll be serious for a moment. my ex-boyfriend is a wonderful person. one of my all time favorite human beings. he's been my best friend for more than 6 years and i hope we can be friends after all this change and weirdness passes by. hes smart and funny and talented and compassionate and even though he told me i needed to loose weight once, hes one of the nicest people in the world. im lucky to know him and to call him my ex boyfriend without any horrible things to say, or swear words to associate with his title. if you are reading this, exboyfriend, im sure your new gf is kewl. just dont take her to coldstone every other day.

and you were right, i did need to loose weight.