Actually, I'm four sizes larger than the last time you saw me.
Giles ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Timelies. I just had shrimp ramen noodles for lunch and I'm having flashbacks to college. Yum.
If I get rid of them, it's like accepting that I have to look like this forever.
When we moved last summer, I was ruthless. I found stuff up the attic that I'd bought that had *never* fit me. Stuff that was three sizes too small. And some stuff, encouragingly, that was too big. I gave away or threw out everything that didn't fit me *right now*, and it felt so good. My closet finally feels like a place I can walk into without a whole daily drama of daydreaming, self-recrimination, and try-on sessions that lead to tears. It was hard to do, but it feels good right now. And my point, before I forgot it, was that everything I put on now looks halfway decent on me because it fits comfortably, so it doesn't matter what size I am, if you know what I mean.
I'm totally a comfort eater, too. If I'm depressed, there's food in my mouth, whenever there's not a cigarette in it.
Actually, I'm four sizes larger than the last time you saw me.
(Or possibly three. Or six. It depends -- is 10 to 12 two sizes or one?)
One
Okay, then just three sizes, I guess.
Oh! So cute! She has such adult expressions, too.
(I hasten to point out that I now have, you know, cleavage, which is a novel feature.)
Oh, Aimee! That pictures is just perfect!
At the Marathon
Hey! I didn't know you guys went out to the marathon Sunday. Did you know somebody running in it, or did you just want to get outside?
Emily! My mom just gave me an idea where we could keep the couch just as it is and go with blue and purple instead of black and purple. How would that sound?