Well, that technically isn't correct.
I consider *tomorrow* to be the first day of my, well...first day.
I've been living in a haze, but Kat may or may not be with me in this one. Then again, if she does decide to give into Ana, I won't be seeing a bit of her until she loses another 15-20 pounds. During that period of time there's no telling what sort of mood she'll be in. Ah, I know what she's going through :P
Midas is definitely regaining interest. He never visits on a rainy day. He never did, anyway. He did today. And I fucked it all up by eating-bingeing-this entire week.
Well, starting weight must be close to 147.
I did this before-I can do it again.
(Oh, and darn my chemistry teacher--wonderful lady, but she has this incessant need to play her music while we test...very...important...test. This is so unprofessional.
THERE IS NO WAY I CAN CONCENTRATE WHILE "LOVEFOOL"-THE CARDIGANS IS PLAYING!!)
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