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I'm in one of those moods, ya know? The kind where you feel like a slob, look like a slob, act like a slob.

It's hard to kick it. Steve is never home for supper anymore, and I think that's where it starts. a vicious circle.

if steve's not coming home, I'm not going to make a nice supper
so we eat crap
and feel like crap
and we sit around instead of doing stuff or exercising
and keep feeling like crap
so we wear crappy clothes
and look like crap.
and I could care less that I look like crap because steve's not coming home
and since steve's not coming home, I'm not going to make supper
so we eat more crap
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blah
blah...

I think I should go to chipotle and see if I can find that "can't get me down" attitude again. :)