I don't really have much to say today - still haven't weighed in obviously. It is likely that I won't weigh until Monday, if I survive the next week that is. I have my annual appraisal at work tomorrow and I am absolutely shitting myself. Like, what if I'm not performing. I mean - fuck it. I don't like criticism. At all. Siiiiiigh. ANYWAY. I'll get over it. I've been hitting my targets mostly. So like. Whatevs.
I think this boy at work has a crush on me too... like truth me told. AND I KNOW THIS SOUNDS FUCKING SUPERFICIAL. But he is minging. Well, no. Not minging. But he's got a beer belly (NO!!!) and he has the nastiest teeth (NO NO NO, ohhhhhhhhhhh NO!). More over which, he is just not my type. But he is a really nice guy, but minging. My two biggest turn offs - fat and bad teeth. #minging... speaking of boys. David is kinda working on my nerves at the moment, not through any fault of his own, but I just need some space. Some alone time. Like, he was in Prague all weekend and only got back yesterday and don't get me wrong, I did miss him. But I don't know.. I still want to be alone.
Intake today has been abysmal. I had a ton of maltezers at work and a biscuit (300), coffee with milk and sugar (150), a kiddie shake (70), a lentil salad with dinner (290) for a total of 810 for the day. I was aiming for the 700s, but those FUCKING MALTEZERS! Shows you how quickly the fucking snacks can fuck you over. Siiiiiiigh.
Tomorrow will be better.
Hope & Love