My life's days have been spent in vain attempt to please others. In their pleasure, I would find my own worth. I worried about what the next day's schedule held and ho blah blah blah! I was going to write a bunch of crapola about how I got into my current predicament and I couldn't even stand the sound of my own brain cells whining that I'll spare any reader that happens to pause at my little corner of cyber-burbia.
Well, here I am. No matter how I got here, I am here just the same.
So let's get real, y'all.
I am fat. Really fat.
And this is the last year that this description will fit.
56 years old