Thursday, September 18, 2008

Never Mind.

My body made the decision moot.

I hate this.


  1. Buck up, little camper! I can't imagine how frustrated you must be right now, but everything will be OK eventually.

    For now, I suggest you take comfort in the fattening, yet tender, embrace of a slice of cheesecake and a big glass of wine.

  2. Shit. I hate it when that happens!

    I'm with Erika: A little wine and perhaps some retail therapy is in order.

  3. Cheesecake: check. Weds. night before I was absolutely sure.

    W(h)ine: check. Weds. night when only one of my pairs of jeans fit.

    Retail Therapy: still working on that, but a visit to the Horchow, Williams Sonoma, and Talbot's catalogues will have to do for now.