
Along with Pamela, Pam, or any other number of nicknames (which I, of course, will not list here), I will now answer to the name “The Count.” (I do see somewhat of a resemblance…)
I have gotten so far off plan that I shudder in thought of weigh-in tomorrow. Heck, I may even skip it, because today is a new day (to use a well over-used cliche), and I’m forgetting about the past. Well, the last few weeks anyway.
Party’s over. Enough’s enough. Though I’ve been trying, it’s just not physically possible for me to eat all of the pizza and [ ... ]