I know the whole point of going on weight watchers was to lose weight but dammit, my clothes don't fit anymore. What's most upsetting is that I just recently had to buy all of these clothes because I lost so many in Katrina. And clothes aren't cheap. I know I should be happy that the diet's working but I REALLY. LIKE. MY. NEW. CLOTHES.
Okay, maybe a little more whining. But this will be the end of it I swear.
I have an appointment with an allergist today. Which means that I have an appointment with a doctor that is going to inject allergy inducing toxins into my skin with a bunch of needles. I would rather just move from Austin than go through with this.
hehehe, I'm turning into Jason with all the bitching I'm doing.