Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.
Nothing says diet like not being able to put on the trousers I bought last January. And I don’t think I can put the blame on them, because the fatigues that could accomadate two of my size now fit without a belt. The Gay Pride is in two months, so I have to hurry up if I want to look like a go-go dancer by then. Well, if I do, I won’t fit in my clothes either, but at least I won’t feel bad about it. Let’s eat up my box of chocolates in celebration—if I want to start a diet, I have to get read of all the candy I have, don’t I?