Tom left a message that I got when I woke up this afternoon saying he messed up his diet by stopping at Whataburger, he has a bad belly, never wants to eat again, and will be getting up late.

He didn’t go to bed till early afternoon as he was keeping an eye on the stock. Guess we didn’t sell any today or else he’d have added that to his message.

After browsing through the HSC’s extensive doll section, I find myself leaning more and more toward forgetting about the Ashton dolls. They’re nice, but at the HSC I can get dolls that are much bigger at a more reasonable price. We’ll see, though.

I wasn’t surprised I was able to shit yesterday, seeing that the day before I had something like 1600 calories, but since I had about 850 yesterday, I was surprised to shit today, but I did.

I’m 130 pounds. To lose 3 pounds in two weeks is pitiful. I know some say it’s better to go the slow way, but I think losing 3-5 a week would’ve been more reasonable. That’s just not going to happen, though, slow or fast. I’m heavy and that’s that. This is the way I’m meant to be or else I wouldn’t be this way. Rather than drive myself crazy by trying to be something I can’t be, I may as well accept it and learn to live with it.