My life currently sucks A LOT, but I don't really feel like dwelling on that. Nor you do want to read about it, I promise. The suckfest can be summarized as a) I suck, b) eating disorders suck, and c) I STILL SUCK.
For real, I'm not gonna bore you with it. Instead I'm going to practice some good healthy avoidance and give a few tidbits unrelated to ED or any equally sucky topics:
- I have really disproportionately big feet compared to the rest of me. Several years ago when I was going through my rapid and traumatic pubertal phase, my pediatrician predicted that I would eventually grow into my feet, because it seemed like they sprouted much quicker than the rest of me. Unfortunately the rest of me never caught up. I'm not like freakishly short or anything, but compared to my height, my feet are BIG. I wear almost the same size as my mom, who is a good 2-3 inches taller than me, and she wears almost the same size as her two sisters, who are both 4-5 inches taller than her. My aunts, therefore, have reasonably and proportionately sized feet for their heights and I am BIGFOOT. This doesn't normally bother me, but I just bought new shoes and was yet again reminded of my gigantic shoe size. On the plus side, I love my new shoes. Too bad they make my feet look approximately 27 inches long with jeans.
- I got my cartilage pierced about six months ago and it still gets this little pussy swollen bubble thing on the back. Is this normal? I made my doctor look at it once and she said it wasn't infected or anything, just irritated, but seriously, when is this damn thing going to heal? I'd like to be able to sleep on my left side again sometime, I don't know, THIS YEAR. I'm debating just taking the earring out and letting the hole close up, my I'm afraid of deforming my ear somehow.
- I'm obsessed with Words With Friends. So obsessed, in fact, that I have multiple games going and I get stressed out when my phone keeps buzzing at me to remind me it's my turn. I KNOW, I'LL GET TO IT, JUST GIVE ME A SECOND. I hate feeling rushed because I always want to play the best word possible and it takes me ages to hit "play" because I always second-guess myself and think there must be a better word I'm not seeing yet. Have I mentioned that I'm super competitive? Losing makes me hate myself.
Okay, officially most random post ever. Maybe I'll be in a less grouchy, angry, spastic mood later and give y'all (what? I'm not Southern) a better update of my life.