22 November 2009


I need to work out. I need to stop eating and then sleeping. And then waking up and eating more. I have eaten nonstop this weekend. I did really well until about two o'clock yesterday and everything went downhill from there. And I had a fucking bagel with butter this morning. Butter. Christ, I am losing it. Really.
I am going to lock myself in a room with nothing but a sketchbook, notebook, a few magazines and a sink and a toilet. And never come out. Ever.

1 comment:

  1. I so know this feeling!!!
    Anise just (literally) told me you do Russian - SNAP! I HAVE to read your entries NOW.
    Ok, more to come xxx