"We forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to be like other people."
Bloated, rotting walking corpses.
I found a reason to lose weight - when I bowled today, in my ending position my pants were stretched, and stretched pants have a tendency to exert an upward force - and upwards force between the legs does not equate a very happy me. Fortunately striking gives you plenty of endorphins...
Bleh. Recently life seems very surreal to me. Throw in short-term-memory-loss, what with me being unable to recall anything more than a few hours ago (indeed, sometimes I forget things in a minute) and it doesn't seem that I'm living my own life any more.
Before I forget, I bowled 2 rather high games today in bowling =)
Bloody streak ended with a 9-. I'll let the photos speak for themselves...
