Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong

The continuing adventures of Posty McPostalot = really fucking slow when asked to upload 10 pics at a time. FYI.

I feel sludgy. My stomach is rebelling. It wants no more pizza, no more cookies - it wants no more shoveling-in of high-calorie foods. The stomach is reminding me that pizza is greasy and Oreos have lard, and can't I just have some nice carrot sticks? And I remind the stomach that the horrible food will continue until I get back over 90 pounds at the very least.

I hate it that I've been forcefeeding myself so much and for so long that pizza + Oreos = horrible food. My body is just sick of this. My body is sick of the gorging.

I am sick of being sick. So sick of being sick. And I'm sick of that being all I'm able to talk about. Trust me. It is pretty all-consuming. And almost everything in my life that doesn't tie into the thing I'm not allowed to talk about ties into being sick. So that ends up being all I can talk about. still waiting.

I'm in a Mood tonight. Typing tonight is my equivalent of drunk dialing. I'm tempted to pull an all-nighter just to see what comes out of my brain. - failed, never found socket. Trying again.

I won't pull an all-nighter, of course, because my body is too tired. Weak, wobbly. What I will do is hopefully get these pics and the next set uploaded soon, and then go watch Muppets Wizard of Oz, and then go to bed like a good girl. still not going....
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