I am feeling fat as a house, especially with the impending photo shoot hanging over my head. I have done everything but dig my heels into the ground refusing to get into the car. Don't think I haven't considered it.

I am debating between various diets at the moment (as always) and I really haven't reached a conclusion, but if you have any input, let me know. I am desperate for a second opinion. South Beach? Fit for Life? Adkins? Ediets? LA Weight Loss? Weight Watchers? Good old starvation?
Sigh. I hate being a girl at times. Other times, I love it. Let me take that back, I hate being a girl with a slow metabolism. Unlike some people, if I eat the wrong thing (which I have been doing much of) I turn into a house. And now, I am a house with a fluffy roof. The very thought of my hair is enough to make me weep. Weep for a good fifteen minutes. That is a genuine weep. Not a sniffle, not a tear, but a good soul-cleansing weep. Problem is, with this kind of soul cleansing my hair is not cleasened, still there when I am done crying.

In happier news fronts, Joy's new guy is great. He's nice, he drives a awesome car, he has a personality, he isn't over the age of 30, he likes Joy (always a plus), if they broke up he wouldn't ask a sister out, and most of all, Joy likes him! Wonder of wonders... So now, we all must turn into AirForce buffs, forget Marines...

Speaking of which, Laura claims she is over AJ, but I wonder, I seriously wonder. I watch her reaction when he is mentioned, when Marines in general are mentioned and when the Cresses are mentioned. She straightens up, stiffens and gets slightly defensive. So I am wondering if all that business of being over him is just talk. We'll see.