Losing Weight with Vlad the Impala
Current mood: optimistic
I was answering some questions today, over the phone, for an insurance policy. I'd given my height in metric units (180 cm) then realised that I didn't know my weight. I took the phone to the bathroom and nearly deafened the poor lady.
I weigh 97.5 kg. (215 pounds)
At Easter I weighed 107.5kg (237 pounds)
In April I had the Flu followed by food poisoning but didn't realise that I'd lost over twenty pounds.
I'm stumped - Am I still losing weight or putting it back on?
I think I'll make a graph...
Nothing like a good catfight to end a blog on a high note:
My typing is getting worse - I use three different keyboards, two are roughly the same size and one, my work's laptop, is tiny. I've so far typed the phrase "I know that you're very busy..." but hit the "t" before the "y" in "busy", twice. Once was to a, er, "well endowed" workmate, who took it well.
It doesn't help that I often go back to edit part of a sentence forget to proofread afterwards.
I've been reading the TAM blogs and chewing my keyboard in an impotent jealous rage: WANT!!! Nice blogging ladies - wish I was there (Though I hear the heat is fierce)
Mom said I'd go blind if I didn't quit doing *that*. Maybe she was right — since the invention of internet porn, computer monitors keep getting bigger and bigger!"
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