Today is just one of those kinds of days. I'm kind of sick, think there might be a cold brewing. Or maybe my allergies are getting ready to whoop my ass. Everything just seems kind of meh.
I've been sitting at this computer for almost 2 hours now, no idea what I want to do. The majority of my days are spent playing video games. What else am I going to do? I've applied to an obnoxious amount of jobs over the last month and am waiting to hear back. I don't start school till August. I should be using this time to get in shape... but I feel like I have some sort of mental block about it. It's almost like I enjoy being protected by this safe layer of fat.
Does anyone else constantly live in terror that some strangers is going to mistake them for being pregnant? Seriously. All of my fat is in my stomach. Granted, there's a bit of pudge making it's way up to my second chin now. If someone did come up to me and ask me when I was due or something similar I have no idea what I would do. Would I cry? Would I verbally assault them with a slur of profanities and yell unintelligibly that I'm not, in fact, pregnant but just really fat in the middle? When people ask me if we have any kids I somehow manage to resist the urge to yell "No, I don't, and I can't have any! Thanks for bringing it up!" and run away screaming like a lunatic. Maybe I'd survive the dreaded someone asking you if you're pregnant when you're not situation too...
I think I might just go back to bed. Maybe this is one of those days that is best tackled from the safety of a warm bed, snuggled under the covers.