In today’s time and age, when everyone has their own personal government agent at their disposable whether they want it or not – I have my government calling me fat. At my first physical in over 5 years, after doing all the weighing, measuring, peeing in a cup-ing, judging, etc. My doctor informed me that […]Read more "The Government Thinks I’m Fat."
So, it’s come to my attention that Mental Health Awareness day just passed recently; I’m probably the worst advocate for that. I don’t talk about it, unless it’s too late. Blame my upbringing, blame my horoscope, blame me. I just don’t know how to talk about it. The few times I do talk, is either […]Read more "Take a Step Back"
I’m chubby. And I’ve been chubby, and will probably continue to be chubby until I die a chubby death. I want to say that nine times out of ten, I’m comfortable being chubby – but that’d be a lie; at most I can say is that six and half times (sometimes veering on the verge […]Read more "Fatty is, as Fatty Does."
I don’t know why I’m like this. But I am. Like I said, I’m probably a seriously flawed human being, but eh. Whatcha gonna do? I have this awful habit of being a lazy piece a shit. I don’t know what it is. But I’m lazy and unmotivated. Basically, the inside of me (and outside) […]Read more "Why am I like this?"
Okay, okay. I’m a liar. A big fat liar, who is usually well dressed. Or dressed like a 12-year-old boy depending on the day. But I digress. I keep saying I’ll blog, throw up some nonsense and then disappear as fast as my Toms can take me. I don’t know why I do that, I’m […]Read more "Blegh."