tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13506746309399840442024-03-05T15:12:12.576+11:00WowlozSo I'm 23, female, overweight, and am going to join the RAAF.
This blog is all about me losing weight, and how I do it.
God knows what you'll see here, I'm going to be honest with myself, how I'm feeling, what I've eaten etc, so may be some triggers for some people, though hopefully I can keep it upbeat.
<br>Thanks for reading!wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-5409694260943056962012-04-06T18:56:00.000+10:002012-04-06T18:56:01.651+10:00New StartOkay. I know I've said to before. But now I'm back.<br />
Bryan is moving out to live with his girlfriend, and the next four months is officially ME TIME.<br />
I won't have much money. Rent is half my paycheck. Bills will be lower with just me here. I will survive this.\<br />
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He's moving out tomorrow, and I've already planned what I'm going to do with the house.<br />
My desk is moving into the lounge (it's his TV, so I won't have one), so I'll have my computer in there.<br />
One couch is moving to the dining room, the other will be out of the way in the lounge. Coffee table is also going to the dining room, and the small coffee table will move to my bedroom as a bedside table. Moving stuff around in my bedroom to make it more what I want.<br />
If I keep the CD player it'll go in the dinning room so I have music for when I'm cooking.<br />
I'm getting rid of the spare desk, the spare bed, and my auntie's TV unit. If she doesn't want it back I'll sell it, make some cash from it.<br />
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I'm doing Paleo and P90X. I will post a picture of me on here as a starting point, and update it monthly.<br />
Basically I'll be living off a chilli recipe that is basically beef, veggies and canned tomatoes (no additives), fruit and coffee. That's about all I'll be able to afford.<br />
Hopefully I'll kick the smokes, as I probably won't be able to afford them.<br />
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Finding positives from what could possibly be a bad situation for me. And I will come out on top.<br />
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I reapplied for the RAAF, and did the YOU Session. If they don't call me back next week I'll be calling them to check up.<br />
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Blinky has a thing for me too. /sigh. That could get tricky. I can't possibly see what he sees in me, but that's just negative me talking. Enough about that.<br />
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Talk soon.wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-88611457196165155172012-02-06T20:26:00.000+11:002012-02-06T20:26:41.409+11:00ComfortI want to snuggle. I want to feel arms around me, comforting. I should have snuggled with Bry before he got his girlfriend, cause to ask now would be kinda awkward.<br />
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There's a guy at work, let's call him Blinky, I have the biggest... I think 'squish' is the Ace term. But he's the only guy in a long time I've considered trying sex with. Not that I'd ever have a chance with him. He's just like Cam, only more mature with more baggage, and not punk. Told him I was Ace at the pub (and explained it, of course), and he wasn't disgusted or anything, took it so well, I was surprised. I was disappointed when I drove him home and he didn't ask me in, even though (even) I would have known what he meant. He's a really nice guy, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I didn't want any of this. Idiot.wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-16438977004771316942012-02-01T21:15:00.001+11:002012-02-01T21:15:53.226+11:00IronyGet back to my computer after having a smoke and Paint It Black is on. Oh, and I went out and got alcohol. :/wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-24446345372699576872012-02-01T19:52:00.000+11:002012-02-01T19:52:39.358+11:00AlcoholIs it possible to become an instant alcoholic? I've always been a social drinker, and not a fan of being drunk, but I can't get it out of my head. I want a drink - or 10 - now, and it's driving me nuts. What the hell? Seriously, this is not me. Last time I got trashed I cried myself to sleep - and left my friends house to sleep in my car rather than stay on the couch and listen to her and her bf argue, and the time before that I was home alone and ended up cutting again, so why do I want to drink myself to sleep? First world problems again. Maybe I will ask Mark for that shrink's phone number.wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-50241784299022825642012-02-01T19:10:00.000+11:002012-02-01T19:10:38.503+11:00Blog - blog.So yeah, not exactly frequent updates, but meh. Pissed off a little that I got down to 89.05 last Saturday, and now I'm back up at 92. Then again, Friday night I pretty much evacuated everything from multiple orifices in a drunken stupor, so maybe that has something to do with the sudden loss lol.<br />
I'm reading a SG:A fanfic where John has to write a journal, and it reminded me its been a while since I update this, so here it is.<br />
/sigh<br />
So my friend Cameron died the other week. It's my first death (cousin and grandma died when I was a kid, but I don't really remember them). Took it pretty badly, went to the funeral, hated myself because I was 'over it in a week', then got drunk last Friday and ended up in a public bathroom crying my eyes out. The person I would consider my best friend is being less that friend-like in regards to this. It's funny, her and her bf have all the time for our other friend - slut bitch of a woman - and she tells me all her problems, yet this major thing happens to me and it's like nothing. Oh, and she owes me $500 and they went and bought a $700 puppy. WTH? She know I need new tyres for my car.<br />
So at the work Christmas party thing I got a bit drunk (goddamn team leader kept buying me drinks, 'twas a good night though) and the team leader... let's call him BCM and I D&Med a whole lot, and he reckoned I should see a shrink, and he's got the number of a good one that he sees. I laughed it off, and hadn't really thought again about it, but now I'm wondering. Do I have all these issues with food, my sexuality, social phobias etc, or is it all First World Problems?<br />
I don't know. /headdesk.<br />
Still haven't returned to Fitday.wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-72212513063302177472012-01-26T19:09:00.000+11:002012-01-26T19:09:27.458+11:00Food IssuesFor the first time ever, I'm wondering if I have food issues. <br />
I never thought I did, I know I don't eat <i>properly</i>, but never thought of it as an issue. Now I'm dreading getting on the scales tomorrow morning, because I had lunch and then the housemate made me dinner (it was healthy, yum kangaroo), but the point is that I've eaten to proper meals today and I know that I'm not going to be 90.25 again tomorrow.<br />
Someone once mentioned me having a food disorder to me, and I just laughed, and said "answer me one question; do I look anorexic?". Now I'm wondering if my unhealthy relationship with food is worse than I thought.<br />
I don't know. :(wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-60114130479056604032012-01-26T10:08:00.000+11:002012-01-26T10:08:26.150+11:00Okay, not quite...Okay, so about that "update every day" thing.... I'm slack. But on a good note, as of this morning 90.25!! Fuck yeah, almost in the 80s, freakin stoked.<br />
Had a weird thing happen at work on Monday, had a dizzy spell, complete with gagging. This is new for me, the nausea is a constant in my life, but practically falling into the arms of the First Aider at work? Not one of my finest moments. Housemate reckons low blood pressure, and I'm losing weight too quickly, but I dispute the losing weight one, because I'm not going about it in a bad way, it's just the work I do is so physical, it would be impossible to not lose weight doing what I do. Low blood pressure I dunno, but I'll go to the doctors if it happens again. I've been alright since then, so gonna forget about it.<br />
So today is Aussie Day, and I'm just chilling, catching up on CAD (online comic I've neglected reading for a while), I suppose I might go watch TV with the housemate for a while... later.<br />
Peace out!wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-56813645978550301142012-01-22T18:11:00.000+11:002012-01-22T18:11:34.270+11:00Starting OverOkay, so I've re-read my last few posts here to see where I was at, looks like I'd just moved out with Bry, and was still at my old job.<br />
Okay, since then I quit my job (basically handed in one week's notice the week before it was taken over and didn't sign the offered contract with the new company), took a month off (very nice little break, it had been waaay too long), and have started a new job.<br />
I love my new job. I've been there (wait, checking my payslip...) just over two months, and have fairly consistently lost a kilo a week since I started - yay!<br />
It's a totally physical job, basically taking cartons (up to 25kgs) off a conveyor belt and stacking them on pallets, and I love it. The people are pretty cool, made some good friends there. No headaches, no worries - I just do my job and it all works out, loving it.<br />
Getting back into eating right (I've been losing the weight even eating fairly badly), so hopefully I'll lose it even quicker.<br />
Currently at 92kgs exactly, as of this morning, and from now on I'll be posting my Monday morning weight (though I weigh every morning and record it on my phone app). I don't care about fluctuations during the week, as long as Monday is lower than the Monday before, I'm happy.<br />
Okay, going to head back over to FitDay shortly, just want to redo all the crap I have on this page so it's up to date properly.<br />
Peace out!wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-66579396472756645182011-09-02T08:22:00.000+10:002011-09-02T08:22:50.619+10:00Paleo 30 Day ChallengeHi all!<br />
No, I didn't die, I'm not in a coma, and I haven't been teleported off the planet and fed on by a Wraith!<br />
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So after a few weeks of doing sweet fuck-all, I'm cracking the shits, big time. I have the gym. I have time. So WTF is the problem??<br />
Big goals that look impossible. So, here is a list of goals.<br />
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Eat clean (paleo)<br />
Water water water!<br />
30 mins of exercise<br />
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That's it! Everything else can go to hell, these are my three goals for the next month.<br />
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For thoese who are still reading - lol - and don't know, <a href="http://robbwolf.com/">here's info on Paleo </a>.<br />
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So hopefully tonight I'll be picking up a cheak cross trainer, I'm getting a mulitstation tomorrow, and tonight I'm going shopping for veggies, meat, and some fruit. Housemate is away for a week, so I need to take advantage of his absence to fill the house with good foods, and hopefully after 7 days I'll be so into the Paleo thing when he comes and buys the usual crap I won't want any. Or even better, he might wanna eat the same! :D<br />
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Okay, cheerio for now!wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-24867056012365387682011-08-10T07:26:00.003+10:002011-08-10T07:26:54.198+10:00Gym pic three<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNF7uRkql4wtmkq9u_UtJhTOxmvO8f-aX4L392qRcADsA2697otH69WauXYnBfMiF7nx0EZf522AWbyn7p5XrkNeEcL6VyYM_RYyRsjp4OemjD57qN4f4bkwm2IwyxrwvzAIEEB6I9eo/s1600/Photo_9B6AE073-5673-D1A4-6E6C-6F25EDE03C81-714200.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNF7uRkql4wtmkq9u_UtJhTOxmvO8f-aX4L392qRcADsA2697otH69WauXYnBfMiF7nx0EZf522AWbyn7p5XrkNeEcL6VyYM_RYyRsjp4OemjD57qN4f4bkwm2IwyxrwvzAIEEB6I9eo/s320/Photo_9B6AE073-5673-D1A4-6E6C-6F25EDE03C81-714200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638970859022156050" /></a></p><DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif"></DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-78507332386967011122011-08-10T07:26:00.001+10:002011-08-10T07:26:33.144+10:00Gym pic two<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTMSwoEgoW92IOK8JUQ1qctbIDVdR6s9gD1oAwuTmpZ7t45COyOo7RUjAdCtU1VG_tEOXv-nOiBgK29S8F6F-eJ1JUHhIKzUIMyz5tNXBq_PgP7TX2HiUmobm17c_VraNuVmo35r4vXcg/s1600/Photo_82F3BF25-4A2C-F114-6742-8F2639451312-793146.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTMSwoEgoW92IOK8JUQ1qctbIDVdR6s9gD1oAwuTmpZ7t45COyOo7RUjAdCtU1VG_tEOXv-nOiBgK29S8F6F-eJ1JUHhIKzUIMyz5tNXBq_PgP7TX2HiUmobm17c_VraNuVmo35r4vXcg/s320/Photo_82F3BF25-4A2C-F114-6742-8F2639451312-793146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638970767567186738" /></a></p><DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif"></DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-38044288079644211952011-08-10T07:25:00.000+10:002011-08-10T07:26:14.559+10:00My gym pic 1<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXacr7Dnw-VUnKxFBGp_7e6roR5mauO_oXpqjMc9H40p44NeXIgxAKLDYQZ1922Ln4mm1QUcbuZJPwmkzJJb3lo7JOsYeKmmyUIPfFkvJV9HwmbrTpBAti2YsVLP82tMa7ER0M09OpK0/s1600/Photo_A05794F9-A626-71E0-636E-D8369D3AEB95-774561.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXacr7Dnw-VUnKxFBGp_7e6roR5mauO_oXpqjMc9H40p44NeXIgxAKLDYQZ1922Ln4mm1QUcbuZJPwmkzJJb3lo7JOsYeKmmyUIPfFkvJV9HwmbrTpBAti2YsVLP82tMa7ER0M09OpK0/s320/Photo_A05794F9-A626-71E0-636E-D8369D3AEB95-774561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638970692371178290" /></a></p><DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif"></DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-48375272702966297982011-08-08T21:11:00.001+10:002011-08-08T21:11:15.713+10:00I just feel like I have no one to talk to. Like that should be any different from the rest of my life.wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-81984082496772047282011-08-08T21:08:00.000+10:002011-08-08T21:08:32.411+10:00HiatusOkay, so I've been away a little.<br />
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Okay, maybe more than a little.<br />
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Been neglecting the whole getting fit thing, but I'm back! I've moved house, I now live in a nice new home with a friend from work, and it's going really well.<br />
We have a gym almost set up in the garage - I'll post pics when its done - though I'm yet to use it. Been fighting the depression and self-hatered a little bit, I'm sure I'll get over it.<br />
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This thing with Julian is bugging me, but hey, I guess I asked for it.<br />
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I promise that I will once again post every day.<br />
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But I'm kinda worried, because new housemate just asked me how I would take it if he moved back to Queensland... FML... I can't afford full rent here, but I do kinda get his motivation. Work is pretty shit these days, the company is getting bought out, and long story short, most of the staff in his area have already bailed, so he's thinking about doing the same. I don't know what I'll do if he leaves... It was supposed to be me moving in six months, not him moving in one month... crap.<br />
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I feel bad that I haven't been posting on fitday.com since my laptop died (I mean, it stood on itself and the screen broke, okay?!!), even though I've been on it every day at work. In a slump fitness-wise, and I know they'll be encouraging, but, kinda like IRL, I don't want them to see me struggling. Stupid, I know.<br />
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Anyway, housemate is back, so better go before he sees that I have a blog.<br />
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Cheers, anyone who still checks this! :)wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-56571347060864386262011-07-22T14:51:00.001+10:002011-07-22T14:51:48.261+10:00Totm<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Ugh... Feel miserable. Worst totm ever. And I can't sleep because she's doing gardening, being as loud as fucking possible right next to my window. Can't wait to move out. Also massive craving for pepperoni \ cheese pizza, and salt and vinegar chips. Pretty sure I'll have both by the end of the night.</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-72787445969274616482011-07-22T08:24:00.001+10:002011-07-22T08:24:40.228+10:00Omg<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">So can't wait to move. Holy shit, this is really happening. Woohoo!</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-53200448873009480752011-07-21T19:16:00.001+10:002011-07-21T19:16:51.004+10:00Shopping whore<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Went to the shops for a portable DVD player. Came out with a monitor, a gaming mouse and a gaming keyboard. I can't afford this. When the hell did shopping become my depression cure?? I've never been one of THOSE girls. Oh well, at least it was geeky stuff and not shoes or shit like that.</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-89169450143602648562011-07-20T18:58:00.000+10:002011-07-20T18:59:04.401+10:00Confused<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Ugh. I'm in bed at half six. Confused about Julian. I don't know what he wants. I think after 23 years of not having a guy look at me romantically - well, except Bryan, but back to him later - I can't imagine what a guy would see in me. Especially a guy 26 years my senior. What the hell am I thinking? I mean, he knows my quirks, touch phobia, virgin, never had a bf thing, so what does he want?<BR>Okay, I think its easier to be honest in my blog if I post via email, since I can't see the hit count or read my old posts. With this, I type what I'm thinking and hit send. Sure, it takes twice as long and my spelling on the phone is a bit ducky, but hey, whatever works.<BR>He doesn't use punctuation or capitals properly. Is that petty? He's grown man, but can't take the time to write a text properly? I'm not talking autocorrect fuckups cause I make my fair share of those, but it shits me.<BR>Bryan. Oh boy. What to do... I'm moving in with the guy, I'm seeing someone else, yet I can't help hoping this stupid phobia disappears overnight so we can get together. That's what I like about him, we went out for dinner once, and had a good chat about what we want, and for him sex is a big thing. Not in the cliched all males want sex way, but as part of a trusting loving relationship. And that's the one thing I can't give him. Well, I can't give him a hug either, but that's kinda beside the point. <BR>I don't know what I'm doing.<BR>One day at a time I think.<BR><BR>"Lets see how fast this think can go."<BR>- The Dresden Dolls, 'Delilah'.</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-75834055435823691592011-07-20T11:35:00.000+10:002011-07-20T11:36:03.272+10:00Moving out!<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Yay been accepted and moving out next week. You cannot get the smile off my face. :D</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-89392620842275058892011-07-15T11:09:00.001+10:002011-07-15T11:09:08.536+10:00Adventure!<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">So my laptop is still fucked, but I'll use it tonight to post a real post, olny the screen is screwy. I'm moving out. I spoke to my dad and he's going to lend me the money so Bryan and I can get a place. So happy. Almost cried telling one of the forkies the news. So we'll start.looking right away, and as soon as we find somewhere we can apply. Can't stop smiling. :)</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-61963439656343486562011-07-09T10:36:00.002+10:002011-07-09T10:36:21.291+10:00SoberSorry about the drunk post, I'll address what I said in that one later, for now, I've stepped on, and broken my laptop. So no internet at home for me until I can get a new one, or get it fixed, which is not looking promising with my money situation.<br />
Haven't cried about it yet, but I'm waiting for it...wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-74646649759489739752011-07-09T00:42:00.001+10:002011-07-09T00:42:20.398+10:00Alcohol<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">So I'm drunk and lkaths friend asked what is with my male touch phobia is about and I totally d n m ed with him and Kath and his gay son. Fuck. What the hell lol. Shit shouldn't gave drunk tonight. He's like 49 and I'm into him and he seems intow me but realistically what could happen... FML </DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-39072443350287027752011-07-08T14:04:00.001+10:002011-07-08T14:04:22.665+10:00Test pic<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiycY38OTWeyl4NgvikM4r01trMaxIkxXC4iOkxqPqQ9bVsbUooG3YXlkBG-yql-rcAPuiXxX65byyEZAG5S0cto8DRl6E_rSBdPzb1ZNd2M4O9pAWyybFfDTqfewu9oGGJAv0w3UeHuKE/s1600/Photo_61A08D57-E8AD-C48D-EE73-7318976B7FDA-762668.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiycY38OTWeyl4NgvikM4r01trMaxIkxXC4iOkxqPqQ9bVsbUooG3YXlkBG-yql-rcAPuiXxX65byyEZAG5S0cto8DRl6E_rSBdPzb1ZNd2M4O9pAWyybFfDTqfewu9oGGJAv0w3UeHuKE/s320/Photo_61A08D57-E8AD-C48D-EE73-7318976B7FDA-762668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626827478469976610" /></a></p><DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Wondering if I can just add pics like this...</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-54055819114380449042011-07-08T09:36:00.001+10:002011-07-08T09:36:17.595+10:00Test mobile post<DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: Calibri,sans-serif">Just a short one to see how this comes up on my blog. Also , smoked too much already today. :(</DIV>wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350674630939984044.post-31117182655205091852011-07-07T20:58:00.000+10:002011-07-07T20:58:25.411+10:00Who is Gym??So yeah, dipped out on the gym thing again today. It's like I <em>want</em> to hate myself. On a good note, today is the first day in probably weeks that I didn't eat anything other than Lite n' Easy, so I'm counting it as a win.<br />
Sorry about the pissed off post yesterday, still feeling a little agro, but not too bad tonight.<br />
Homeowner has her ex-finace over, so I'm making myself even scarcer than usual, told them I'm going to bed - not a lie, I'm freakin beat.<br />
Oh, if you're in the mood for a laugh, check out damnyouautocorrect.com - please note there is swearing and rude words etc, so NSFW. Basically it's what happens when your phone autocorrects your texts and you don't realize... very funny RL stuff.<br />
Okay, bed time for me, night all. :)wowgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01372703244723483843noreply@blogger.com0