I am hungry.
I want to run more.
I want to eat more.
But I can't eat more because I can't run more and I don't/can't have any weight gain.
I stalk the damn weather in Chicago. It changes 2 times a day more or less. This means I can't be my normal self and pack a week in advance.
Oh and to top it all off, I am also PMS'ing which makes all of the above that much more awesome right?
I swear I want to rip someones head off. And by someone, I mean just one person in particular even though they certainly don't deserve me even thinking once let alone twice about them...
I am sick of chicken.
I am sick of vegetables.
I am sick of raw spinach leaves.
I am sick of boiled eggs.
I am sick of grits.
Oh and I am SO SO SO SO SO SO sick of heat and humidity. I swear I live somewhere where its as hot as the insides of 20 million suns.
What are you sick of?