I'm not sure how good it is for me to focus on time gone by / time left. I think it causes me to miss the time in-between.
The treadmill gave me a good high last night, the lovely release of endorphins and serotonin doing their jobs. Honestly, I was almost too tired to think about self-gratifying myself.
That is of course until I looked at the photo The Photographer sent of himself the previous day to tease me. We're not talking stereotypically dropdead hot here, but there's something about him that makes me swoony and want to hug him.
I'm glad that Sawyer wasn't on last night's episode of LOST. I would have had a hard time.
Losing Weight; Finding Men
"Never make someone a priority in your life when you are just their option."
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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