miss muffet
New member
hopped on the scale this morning, and i was elated to find that it said 158.8!! yay, so those random days where i was back at 160 and 161 meant nought 
Girl on a Mission: Miss Muffet's Ramblings and Such
- Thread starter miss muffet
- Start date
miss muffet
New member
callie, i'm actually NOT tracking my measurements. which is really stupid of me. i know amber had suggested it as well... i need to find a measuring tape. i'll put that on my list of things to do. haha, actually that's a terrible idea. things that get put on my list of things to do seldom ever get done
miss muffet
New member
i'm missing THE BOY something awful right now. it's been nearly four months since we've had any contact. i find myself listening to sad love songs and sitting in my pink fluffy bathrobe more often than not, and wonder how exactly it is i let myself get like this.
i really should call. actually, the ideal would be if HE were to call ME. or email. something. i know he's alive because i'm an excellent facebook stalker. haha. i actually snickered as i wrote that. but hey, it's true...
i wonder where people go when they're not right in front of me. i guess i wonder about the whole metaphysical aspect of it all. once they leave my world, they don't exist in my world anymore, at least not physically. and since they don't exist in my world... how can i be sure they exist at all? man, i'd hate to be in a philosophy class where i had to write a paper on that lovely topic. but once i turned it in, it wouldn't exist anymore!
i suppose all of this rambling is due to a bit of sadness coupled with a lack of sleep.
my family came to visit me today. it's so bittersweet when they come to see me. sweet while they're here, bitter when they're gone. it's that very bitterness that has spurred these feelings of self pity and nostalgia.
anyway. the point of this "rambling roll" (as my father would call it) is this: dear boy, dear darling boy oh boy oh boy, i miss you.
and to make this at least a little bit about weight loss: i would weigh more if i got on the scale right now because my hair is wet. i just got out of the shower. i really am sitting here listening to sad love songs in my pink fluffy bath robe!
i really should call. actually, the ideal would be if HE were to call ME. or email. something. i know he's alive because i'm an excellent facebook stalker. haha. i actually snickered as i wrote that. but hey, it's true...
i wonder where people go when they're not right in front of me. i guess i wonder about the whole metaphysical aspect of it all. once they leave my world, they don't exist in my world anymore, at least not physically. and since they don't exist in my world... how can i be sure they exist at all? man, i'd hate to be in a philosophy class where i had to write a paper on that lovely topic. but once i turned it in, it wouldn't exist anymore!
i suppose all of this rambling is due to a bit of sadness coupled with a lack of sleep.
my family came to visit me today. it's so bittersweet when they come to see me. sweet while they're here, bitter when they're gone. it's that very bitterness that has spurred these feelings of self pity and nostalgia.
anyway. the point of this "rambling roll" (as my father would call it) is this: dear boy, dear darling boy oh boy oh boy, i miss you.
and to make this at least a little bit about weight loss: i would weigh more if i got on the scale right now because my hair is wet. i just got out of the shower. i really am sitting here listening to sad love songs in my pink fluffy bath robe!