i am a pig

ive dumped my job. i dont know exactly why. i was just not into it that much. and it wasnt because of my mental muse. she has always been there all the time. we just couldnt find that... that thing to push us forward and keep us rolling. i guess i really wasnt meant to be in a show that promotes a clean and healthy living. i do not care if this lifestyle ive adapted would kill me. at least id die happy.

happy-happy joy-joy.

my maiden has again told me that she isnt happy with me. well, i admit it. ive made a mistake(okay... a small number of mistakes consecutively) but it doesnt mean that im totally 100% bad. it's like saying that a guy who kills someone in self-defense is a cold-blooded mass murderer. sheesh. and it's very hard to be sorry when she goes verbal diarrhea with that terror tongue of hers. i just wish that part of our arguments would stop because it doesnt help at all. it just makes things worse.

i hope that she considers and respects my thoughts on her clothing decisions.

but we are okay. we malled today and shopped with our minds. she was beautiful today, woman beautiful just the way i like it, and i wish she'd stay that way all the time. *sigh i cant wait for her to grow up completely. she would be one fine lady. and i would love her even more.

today, i ate porkchops and rice, nachos, a double spicy burger, a super long hotdog sandwich, and a giant burger. healthy living my ass...