My throats gone all gooey on me, though gooey may not be the right word to describe that annoying itch meets pain, so we'll call it goobsie, my throat has thus gone all goobsie'ish on me. And I don't like feeling goobsiely. No, I do not missie. Definitely not.
Apart from having a funny throat, I have a funnier tummy, it's ummm rather round and ummm big !? And the battle of the bulge waist up I tell you is no fun. You do sorta realize you're in trouble when you cant see your pee pee without almost bending over. Or when you've loathed cheese all your life and suddenly your nibbling on cheese cubes, because you like felt like one. A goobsie'ish throat and a funny tummy are no fun. Not on a saturday morning. And being referred to as a rotund [a recovering one though] on a now deleted blog doesn't help either. So yes, I am afraid I am to admit it. I have become fat again only that I'd like to call myself the fattest thin man.
The best friend got married last week. Done. Over. She will now in sometime pack her bags and leave for aussie land. For good. Forever. And I dont like the thought of that. Cuz to have a funny tummy and a goobie'ishly goobie throat all alone is no fun. It just reinstates the fact, I am gonna die all alone :) The smile is mandatory now. I am gonna die fat. [insert pathetic self empathizing smile] I am gonna die poor [insert pleasebuymethatgucciewalletsmile] I am gonna die lonely [Insert pleaseflymetoaussielandsmile]
Its my day off, needed it. Not that I have been working too hard, I have only been reminding myself I must work hard. And the constant reminding has gotten me tired. So I am taking a day off, no reminding myself I must work hard. For now, I am just reminding myself that I am not supposed to remind myself. [look, I am talking crap]
so I am gonna go .. cuz I am like ummm bored ... it's evident, no !?
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