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Wednesday, May 18 I decided last week that I couldn't eat any more ice cream until I lose five pounds. You will be delighted, as I was, to find out that I actually weighed three pounds less than I thought I did, which meant I was only two pounds away from ice cream. However, those goddamn two pounds aren't going anywhere, even though I've cut out 100% of my ice cream intake. Go Bulls goddamnit, whenever I decide to cheer for a team I get my heart broken. Fuck! Shit! Every time I see an update it gets worse. Ran/walked five miles tonight, felt better than ever, until the end. Thought I'd see you tonight, boyfriend, not Danny.
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