Boy am I slipping lately. Sliding down the slippery slope into the vomitorium.
I haven�t been going at it at this rate for years. When I woke up this morning my rings, which are usually too big for my fingers, were cutting into me. I could barely get them off. I am so swollen. This is not a good thing, I�m quite sure.
I may be having a rough patch right now, but overall I am pretty damn proud of myself. I am gaining WEIGHT! Ack. It�s so hard. Recovery is a thorny nest. But it can�t be worse than osteoporosis and root canals.
I feel just a little guilty for not blogging for so long. It�s been weeks. I just had to work up the courage again. I�m putting this out here, my words and my life for everyone and anyone to read. I have to take the bad reviews with the good, but I won�t censor myself. You know who you are. I�m sorry it hurt you to read my innermost thoughts, but if you can�t take it don�t read it.
By the way, Basil came home. He was gone for a week, he took a kitty vacation. He came back fat and sun tanned. Lucky bastard. He�s home for good now, he won�t leave me alone since he returned. Purring around the house, making it very clear he has no intention of giving up his position here as the king of his castle.
Next weekend it�s my turn for a vacation. I am looking forward to blowing out of this frozen tundra for a little bit. Maybe I will be fat and sun tanned when I come home too.
