In an attempt to combat my ever growing ass, I bought this book Skinny Bitch.
It's like if I told you to "shut up and stop drinking soda, it makes your ass fat." I need that kind of inspiration.
So, I read the book, and I'm all "Sweet, I can do this! I want all my friends to call me Skinny Bitch! I know all that stuff about farm factories! Right on! Right on!"
Then, at the end of the book I swear it says "Ok, now you're a Vegan! Congratulations!"
I did not see that coming.
At the same time as all this started, I signed up for a yoga class at the Y. Like a Hatha yoga class. And now, now, I hurt all over, and I've got My Sweet Lord stuck in my head.
What do I really want? To cry.