Today I began a diet to end all diets......I've noticed that the last few months I've ballooned like twenty pounds, and that to me is pretty extreme. And with the weight has come sadness. I've never been a super happy smiley kinda guy, but it's just gotten worse with the weight gain. And it doesn't help when people say things like "hey big guy" or "have you gained weight?"......they don't seem to get that they are making me feel like a pile of shit on fine china.....anyway, with any luck by September I'll be back down to 165 pounds, and happy as a clam on Prozac. Wish me luck. I know I can do it with loads of support! Thanks everybody. You're all shining rays of light in the cavern of my life. And I like to say cheesy stuff. Later!
