I feel like a tub of lard floating in a pool of subcutaneous fat. Seriously a really bad feeling compounded by the fact that my stretchy jeans, that I never dry, shrunk and I’ve gained a few pounds and can’t wear them. It makes you feel like a big fucking turd but you get up and do the damn thing.
I’ve eaten like shit for two weeks— pizza is the cheapest thing going when you don’t have a lot of cash. It sustains for a couple days but it’s shit and you know this.
I’ll be getting paid this week and more than I did last time I went shopping so I plan on going to the local Giant Eagle for meat and Trader Joe’s for the good stuff. Until then I feel like a turd wrapped in fat.