25 Cent Progress

Elizabeth / I'm not used to seeing the number go DOWN, I was so psyched I've been telling everyone within a five mile radius. Don't blow my high with the all too familiar - It's just water weight. Heh, anyways.

I don't think I ever shared what my goal is. See, working at a mall leaves you with very few choices for lunch, and I have made some pretty BAD choices since i started working there about 2 and a half years ago. My goal is to be the Pre-Sprint sized Liz, a healthier happier version of it, but that size none-the-less.

See, Katie and I used to live together on the East side, and we were little vixen partiers. Well, one thing led to another and before we knew it, we were spending all of our fundage on going on or funning in and not on food. It all was gas, rent, drinks, etc... Obviously there are better ways of enjoying our bad selves, as we discovered, and there are better ways to live than starvation. And the thing about starvation is that eventually you need to eat, and when you do you probably won't stop.

Anyways, I've got to head on my work walk. It's a long hour, but so worth the freedom of not waiting on a car ride or praying that something doesn't die on my truck. I know, I know, it's only great when the weather is great. Moving on. Love me down. I'm peacing out.