I have an interview at a decent salon wednesday and it's around the corner from the old apartment, so it'll only make sense to move back in. amsterdam around will be the only way i'm able to stand nick anymore. he's annoying and stupid and not a bit attractive to me anymore, but i'll get over it. for free rent a girl can get used to a lot.
spent all day searching for thinspo and lurking fashion web sites. also spent far too long on craigslist. but i think i'll drop off a few resumes downtown at a couple of coffee shops. two jobs would be amazing, i've always followed a strict "no eating at work" policy and i really need something to keep me away from the fridge at home. plus, i'll be riding my bike everyday for at least half an hour.
did 20 push ups, haha, then knocked out 20 sit ups, haha. i'll try for more tonight. not only do i need to lose weight, i really need to build some sort of muscle. i also need to build some sort of will power.
i had a great dream the morning. bryce, my best friend, and i were in high school, we were gross little gutter punks (pretty accurate to our actual hs experiences) but ran the school. and i was wearing a great outfit. an open ribbed misfits tank top, a leather jacket, black tights, ox blood doc marten's, and a black felt fedora. i love that i'm so well dressed in my dreams haha.
but because of my great dream i woke up at noon and swallowed a 500 cal subway sub that my mom picked up. i also had a 150 cal xxx vitamin water. if i wasn't so grossed out by artificial sweetners i'd make the 10 cal switch, but there's no way that'll happen.
going out tonight, some hipster warehouse party, i think i'll take some dreamland inspiration but summer it up with cut offs and low pros. uhg, i know that outfit will look so much better once my ribs start showing and my thighs stop rubbing together.
just found out each pabst is 153 calories, it takes me at least 5 to get anywhere. i think i'll go for jack and diet again tonight.
maybe i'll run into marc...
or some other tattooed babe.
