I almost threw my drink in a lady's face this week. This sounds really petty, but she was totally asking for it. I didn’t, though. I kind of had to agree with her -- I am pretty fat, and it was kind of a cool bar and I would like to go back there again and not have to be ‘that guy who went Sex and the City all over some chick'.

I almost threw my drink in a lady's face this week. This sounds really petty, but she was totally asking for it. I didn’t, though. I kind of had to agree with her -- I am pretty fat, and it was kind of a cool bar and I would like to go back there again and not have to be ‘that guy who went Sex and the City all over some chick'.

My weight is starting to fall back to reasonable levels, after a completely unexplainable slide up the scale over the past couple of weeks. I’m still growing increasingly unsatisfied with my progress, however. Especially after this morning. I saw on my newsfeed that a fellow fatstronaut has lost a total of 101 pounds. That’s really impressive, seriously, good on ya, bro. On the other hand, I’m  kind of sure he’s beeing trying to lose it for a shorter amount of time than I have. Fuck, that’s a little rough.

In no way am I diminishing this guy's accomplishments, cause I’m super impressed. But I have to assume he’s some sort of sorcerer, or a gifted linguist who’s figured out how to speak whatever language the belly responds to.

At least weight loss isn’t a race, anymore.

Do you know what a Shiba Inu is? It’s a painfully adorable dog, and as far as I can tell, the only dog in the world to actually look Japanese. That sounds way more racist than I thought it was going to, but I mean, I grew up with Belgian cattle dogs, but unless you put a beret on them, you couldn’t tell. Anyway, the point is, It’s an adorable breed of dog. This also came up in my newsfeed, lessening the blow of my erstwhile fatty acquaintance D’awwwww.