Well now mr. m is doing one of my fave things that the married guy would do, which is buy my brokeass groceries. I have less than 40 dollars in the bank until next Thursday and I need toilet paper and necessary shit (ha!) like that.
I didn't even ask. In fact we aren't even supposed to hang out tonight. Silly boy. Well whatever.
In a happier mood. Exercise always cheers me up. I feel like the fat is itching to melt away. If only I can stick to my diet plan as well.
4:37 p.m. - 2007-01-10
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