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[07 Oct 2009|11:14am] |
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Work was horribly boring last night.
The internet wasnt working in the office, so I had to use the computers in the lab.
There's a photo student named Josh. The first time I saw him, he was dirty, smell like old and new cigarettes, and had a long rat tail. I thought he was fucking weird.
Dibley used to talk to him alot though, and I never understood why.
He came by the lab last night and we talked for a good while.
He's really easy to talk to. He's still very strange, but he's really nice.
I need to stop being so judgmental.
Have I always been that way?
I dont think I have......
I think it's something i picked up from Tanner.
Finally hung up flyers advertising my services.
I'm still debating on whether or not I should charge.
And how much I should charge.
I have no idea how much a band would want to pay for a photographer.
Started talking to Mike again. I suck at life.
If anything, it just made my self esteem drop even more.
It's at an all time low right now.
Last night he was telling me about how he just got through running.
He's been running everyday for a couple of months now.
Last time we had sex, i could tell he lost weight. He's very toned.
I thought he would eventually get lazy and stop, then get pudgy again.
I, on the other hand, have not done shit.
Last time I weighed myself I was 280 pounds.
I'm nearly 300 mother fucking pounds.
I came into UNT barely at 200.
That was at the end of the summer though,
I know i've lost weight since then because my pants are too big.
But the pants I wore before are too small, so I'm in between sizes right now.
I need to start hitting the gym.
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