Time: 8:09
Weight: 171
Feeling: Stressed/Pissed

I live slightly live in the middle of nowhere. Which means the gas I use for my house comes from a tank that I fill. I was planning that the gas (or lp) that I had in my tank was going to last until November. I found out today that I'm almost out. So instead of my usual, planned out saving the money for lp, I now have to scrounge.

And I came home to my dog having projectiled crap all over the inside of his dog kennel in my living room.

What does that have to do with my diet?

I just want some CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKIKKEE!!!! Sugar of some kind to make me feel a little better. Maybe not a cake, but definitely pie. The world's best cake pales in comparison to the most mediocre pie. Blueberry pie to be exact. Warm blueberry pie with homemade ice cream. That would make me feel better.
 
Instead I've just drug my dog's kennel outside to hose it out, now I'm waiting for it to dry so I can put it back together; so I can give my dog a bath in, of course it'll have to be in warm/hot water that will use some of my last/precious lp.

And I still have to eat supper.

My staff meeting today was held in a Chinese buffet. I shouldn't have held back.

I pout.

But I won't eat my pie. I'll stick to my diet.

But I won't enjoy it. Not tonight. T.T