Did you know that exercising sucks? I mean like really bad. So much so that I have slacked off a great deal. I know that I shouldn’t but I hate moving around and it’s really time consuming and annoying. I so have other things to do like sit on my couch, although I prefer laying on it, and reading a good book (at least I’m not in front of the telly)! Seriously though, I’m working out- just not as much as I had hoped. I do an hour of some form of excerise a day and last night I did 40 minutes of yoga! Aren’t you proud???? Yes, you are! It was painful as hell, but that’s just because I’m short and bumpy, which just translates to being short and fat.

Oh by the way I got an email from my ex-beau (my child’s dad) who decided to remind me just how short and fat I am. He sent me a picture of who I presume to be his new love interest and she’s GORGEOUS. Am I jealous? Hell yea, and a little hurt. He stinks something awful. Only an ass wipe would be so cruel especially since we broke up OVER 5 YEARS ago. I’ve somehow convinced myself that he tortures me because he still wants me. It still hurts a lot though, because she is so pretty…it sucks to be me right now. I have self loathing issues. I’m heading over to Barnes and Nobel, I hear the self help section calling me again.