The Scale of Doom

I have a love/hate relationship with my bathroom scale.

Like I said, love/hate.

Anyway, as some of you may remember, I've recently sadly stopped eating carbs in order to become slightly less hm, voluptuous. 

Anyway, I'm a daily weigh-er. I have been for years. I like keeping tabs on what's going on and I'm used to small fluctuations.

So daily weigh ins are NBD. In general, it's the downward trends make me happy.

But then this happened last week

I reacted appropriately. 

So it turned out, I was pmsing. 

yay lady insecurities

Anyone else know  what this is like?

Just a Little Summer Cold

(And the truth is, my traitor cat was curled up on Boyfriend last night. What an asshole.)

I'm reacting appropriately, I believe.

Sigh. It's tragic. I'll be fine, though. Probably. 

 Summer colds are the worst, yes? Yes. 

Onion Goggles

You guys ever have one of those frustrating moments when you think of a GREAT idea and find out it’s already been invented?

This is how it started. I was cutting an onion:

And all of a sudden my eyes starting tearing up.

You know, because I'm a vegetarian.

And then I had a brilliant idea: ONION GOGGLES!

  

Unfortunately, then I told twitter. And they informed me it had already been invented.

I hate being thwarted

I coulda been rich.

So, two questions for you all:

Have you ever thought of something awesome that has already been invented?

Do you have any tricks to onion cutting? I can’t buy these onion goggles out of principle. 

Thwarted!

Last Monday, I took the day off work to get errands done. Result? Most frustrating day ever.

Firstly, I needed to go to the dmv and get a new license. I googled their address.

Secondly, I needed to go to the registration place to get new plates for my car.

Then I decided to go to the mall to do a little shopping and look at comfy futons.

FINE. I went to Target and they no longer had a sample futon out that I had seen a few weeks ago. So I decided to go to a mattress store to check out futons there.

Then I gave up and went home. Because seriously, what the fuck? My day would have more productive if I literally stayed in bed all day.

Lesson learned. Don’t try to be productive, ever.