I have an appointment to go to the "Fat Farm" Wednesday....that's what I call it....The Fat Farm. The place you are forced to go to before WLS (Weight Loss Surgery). 9:00am. Fun. Usually lasts 2-3 hours. We sit in a group of 6-8, nod our heads in that "ohhhhhh......thats great information" way so that we look interested. I know I should be taking this much more serious, but you cant help how you feel! Thats my motto. "You cant help how you feel" oh! and "It's easier to apologize then to ask for permission" but I dont think that has any relevance here. My etsy has picked up a little. I went out on a limb and started my own BNR (Buy and replace). I'm nooooo good at promo. Ugh! I'm NOT giving up though. I dont give up! Oh yea, except for that weight loss thing. That makes me give up every time! well....back to work with paper and a glue stick!
Kisses to my bitches and hugs to my thugs....lmao....that sounded SUPER gangta coming from this little (uh little vertically) white 35y/o fat chick! lmao....thats it I'M GANGSTA!
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