I have no words.

See this movie.

So tired.

-Later

...I hate the Dance Marathon Episode.

=(

-Later

So in my ongoing search for a romantic high I ended up getting completely eviscerated by goddamned bugs at Dreamland park last night.

I must have 7 or 8 fully itched-up bites across my upper torso, including one on my right wrist which is driving me to insanity-depths unsurpassed yet this summer. In conjunction with the news about a bug bite on my wrist, I have moved from having to glove up to do fist push-ups to simply having to use a towel. Eventually I'll be badass enough to go bare-knuckle on the floor, heh.

Chris and I were discussing how psyched we are for Dark Knight and honestly, my anticipation is palatable. I am really, really excited for so many things in my life right now:

- Dark Knight
- Anime Iowa
- My very own apartment
- School starting
- EPL starting

I gave my moral support (aka: therapist) a quick call the other day regarding this small relapse into stupidity. I know it's normal and I've relapsed before, but it just spooked me to look in the mirror like I usual do and see the huge fatass I used to see myself as. And, despite having shaken the more severe aspects of a relapse, I still can't help but fixate on my stomach. I'm disgusted with it. Hopefully starting HIIT (High Interval Intensity Training) will kick my gut in the ass.

Anyway, back to Gilmore Girls.

-Later

Nothing like me being a huge fucking fatass piece of shit.

More gym for me.

-Later

Ugh.

Nicole, Chris and I ate far, far too much cheese.

-Later