Catch-Up (Rant Warning)

To Peri - Way to go on the binge-free-ness! I've been pretty good, too. I only had 3 cookies and a glass of milk yesterday, and that was all as far as calorie intake for the entire day went. I'm pretty sure we can slay the ugly bastard soon. We'll catch him off guard, how's that? I know his situation sucks... There's not much he can do, seeing as though he's as young as I am. He's got too much pride, and lives on the outskirts of town, meaning he can't get to the soup kitchen or Salvation Army. I keep asking him to swallow it and start accepting help from other people, but he won't do it except from me. Although, it's a great place for me to get rid of binge-provoking food. Like the scones I made... Mmm, scones... NO!

I feel pretty... Oh, so pretty... I'm going on a really long hike today in cold high altitude again. I'm super excited, because I haven't yet eaten anything today (and barely anything yesterday) and it'll just burn calories I don't have. I weighed myself this morning. 115.5

I feel really good about where I am right now. I'd like to lose about another pound-and-a-half by the time I have to jet off to Santa Fe and North Carolina. It's bikini season, don't cha know. My legs aren't in shape yet, though. I haven't been doing enough resistance. They're still fat, whiny blobs that jiggle violently when I run. Oh, well... Intense week starts today. They'll be less fat in my bikini... They'll be less fat in my bikini...

I got into it really bad with my step monster last night. I didn't talk to him or anything, and don't plan on it unless I have to. He doesn't respect me. Come to think of it, not many people do in my house. For example, I walk up to our attic (where I keep my sick sterio system), and find that my record player is completely out of sorts. The belt protector's off, the needle arm isn't where I left it, the felt disk is off, and my copy of Zeppelin's Houses of the Holy is out of it's protective cover AND sheet. I was so mad. I started crying. I yelled at my sister, because I thought she did it, she said no. I decided to believe her, because then I asked her if her (evil, evil, evil) friend Olivia could have done it. She said that she didn't know, but that it was a possibility. We told her that we were going to ask Olivia's parents about it, saying thatt if she did it we could get her into a lot of trouble (so as to guilt her out of her lie, if she was lying to us), and she said that was fine. I called the girl's dad, he said she was at a friend's house for the night, and he'd call me back later. I'm waiting by my cell phone all day today...
But that's not even the last of it... No... I go up to play a record last night only to find that the little miniature BITCH had destroyed my NEEDLE and HEAD CARTRIDGE, TOO!!! That's a $75 repair!!! I hope she doesn't lie to her dad, because we pretty much know that she did it, so that she can pay for the damn thing herself. I use this turn table almost every other day. And I can't, because she broke it. No respect...

Woah... How's that for a rant??? I'm totally sorry about that, I just can't vent to any of my friends, and my family doesn't want to hear it. Hope it's okay with y'all. Much love. I'm off to get ready for this beast of a hike. Wish me luck. Maybe I can lose the other .5 pound today and see a 4 on the scale in a couple days. Stay skinny, darlings.