Catz and clownz [and Days Four and Five].

I was kind of a cat for Halloween yesterday.
I say kind of because all I had to make myself into a cat was a black sweatshirt and black makeup...
Failcat, but one little girl got really excited that I was "dressed up".
I was helping pass out candy at Beth's.
Axel and Scott were being douches for pretty much the whole time.
And today I gave Scott and Beth a ride to Scott's house and they found a Milky Way in my backseat -that either Scott or Axel left back there yesterday- and they took it when they got out and then Scott threw it at my windshield.
He's annoying and I want to punch him... in the face.

Anyways, I'm tired as fuck because I've woken up at 5:30 the past 3 days -INCLUDING FUCKING SUNDAY- and haven't been going to sleep since > 10:00.
Gross.

DAY FOUR: Do you work out? How many times a week?
Um, no. I don't. Occasionally I'll "work out", but I don't daily or even weekly really... I'm lazy as fuck.

DAY FIVE: Is there any specific event you want to lose the weight for?
Meh, yes and no. There's things I want to have lost some weight for, but there's nothing big coming up in my life right now I guess. Plus, I've never made a goal I set for myself, so I'm trying to just sort of 'wing it' now.

I haven't eaten chips in 5 days, so Week One is a success so far. It's especially nice because chips were my total binge food just last week...

Laterz, loveliez.