I am SHOUTING INTO SPACE.  BAAAAGHGHGHGHAAAH.

I've been blogging my ass off, but over on Spark.  I keep it squeaky clean, there, but it's a place where I can ramble about mundane shit like exercise and eating.  I'm exercising more and eating less.

I made a friend there, and she sent me a link to her tumblr.  A) Tumblr is cool. I feel like an old person.  I'm all "so, you do this thing with pictures?  Tell me more..."  Because, I only ever write.
B) she's a big girl, like myself, and she posts the most lovely and flattering pictures.  I hates the camera. Luiz is always trying to get me naked and in front of the camera.  He wants to take artistic nudes.  I'm like...fuck that... But, I see this girl, and I'm like "hmm."  I mean, I love my body. I love squishing it around in my hands, and working it out, and feeling it squish against someone else, and I love looking down at myself...but I hate seeing pictures of any part of me.

Back reading cards every day for myself.  Like riding a bike.  I'm also doing more cards at work, too.  Hell, I've also been riding a bike.