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April 1, 2003
i’m obsessed with myself. i hate being so self aware, well at least i hate admitting to it. i read all of my march entries and its clear that i’m genius on the verge of sunshine. no surprise today that incognito, my dirty bastard of a supervisor, didn’t show up again. my frustration for him is unequaled in anything else i feel, except for that of my weight watchers leader. i haven’t stayed for the meeting in three weeks which basically means i’m paying 12 dollars for the supreme humiliation of getting weighed and leaving without making prolonged eye contact