cirdt

erg.

calorie therapy.

stuffing my face withfood i don't even like until i feel sick because it makes me feel something resembling better while i'm doing it.

i thought i was past this crap.

i called in sick to work today because i was exhausted as i haven't had a decent nights sleep in a week.

which only makes me feel guilty and more like crap

blargens.

i don't get it. i don't GET it. i finally found something resembling the possibility of direction in my life and now i'm screwing up even more than usual.

and yes, before you go all analytical on my ass, i know a dozen reasons why that might be my MO, but i don't really feel like diving into them. no psychoanalysis after dinner please.