well well well…

so my boss isn’t coming in today… and as of yet, i have not seen hide nor tail of my co-worker.  i may be on my own today… *yikes*

we’ll see i guess…

what to talk about…  *thinking*  i’ve got nothing really.

i should put some pictures up, but i don’t know how… (that and i have none her at work).

when i get my trenchcoat back on thursday, maybe i’ll take some pictures in my get up.  (its not really a get up, per se…  i wear it normally… hmmm…)

speaking of my trenchcoat, i miss it.  i had to take it in to be cleaned because, for some stupid reason i was wearing it when i decided to get my sand-bags for the back of my truck *smacks forehead*  it was so dirty when i was done that when i patted it, it poofed with dust.  anyway, i got most of it out by shaking it, but i decided to take it to the cleaners as well, just to make sure.  (it needed it anyway)

i was wearing my suit the other day (for the auditions last week) and its kind of… well…  it fits!  (which is a bad thing).  this suit used to be HUGE on me, and now its just about the right size… so i really need to get on this weight thing.  however, i lost 5lbs last week.  but i was weak *hangs head*.  i feel to the ways of the dark side…  i had mcdonalds (i just wrote out an excuse for going to mcdonalds… how sad is that).  there was no excuse for me to have gone there, and i have a feeling i will gain this week.  *sigh* (and i was doing so well…)

can i just say this…  when you’re on weight watchers, and you go to mcdonalds it makes you feel like crap.  not the food…  the feeling of breaking down and going there.  you feel like you pull up to the drive-thru and all the people at the window gawk at you and are thinking “oh my god, this guy is HUGE.  doesn’t he know he shouldn’t be eating here?  why doesn’t he just buy out the store…”  to be honest, thats really how i feel when i pull through.  *sigh*  its a horrible feeling.

don’t get me wrong, i usually don’t care what people think anymore, and it certainly didn’t bother me to go to the drive-thru before…  but this time, it was the most horrible feeling i’ve ever had.  like i betrayed myself… i was committing treason to my body!  “PUT HIM TO DEATH!“

“Noah Alfred Baetge, we find you guilty of high treason against the state of your being.  You are hereby sentenced to DEATH!”

okay… well, not that extreme… cause if i really heard those words (pertaining to me) i’d scream and cry like a little girl…

er..  um… gotta go… *runs*

– noah