If I can get to my dad’s house…

I will weigh in again…my car is overheating so I can’t exactly get to my dads unless I bike there which is probably what I’ll do tomorrow when I wake up. You see…at my dad’s house there is a scale to weigh myself with. The one I have at my home was soooooo old and bit the dust, but I do intend to weigh myself soon. Hopefully tomorrow…yea…that would be nice.

On a more depressing topic…things are going bad in other areas of my personal life. I’m sure it will right itself in a week. Maybe. Hopefully. Cross your fingers. Is it weird that as I am writing this, I’m imagining Wheatley from Portal 2 reading this blog out-loud? Humans…ugh!…I just love ‘em!