saturday almost sunday
my brother decided to try to make me cry tonight.
he invited me to his band's show, during which he sang his new song ("proud") and dedicated it to me. it's all about how far i've come, and it totally rocks. nothing SAPPY sappy, just very sweet. the irony is that it's been a really crap week for me. really. between gorging like a pig three days and being bloated from my period, the scale says that i've gained something like 14 pounds. in a week. obviously, some of that will go away when i get rid of the period, and i think that a significant amount of it is due to eating salty foods - but, really, how much water weight can one person have? i've probably gained five pounds this week. so, i'm going into what would be a detox session if i were an alcoholic. no sweets, no soda. water, fruit, veggies, meat. period. i can't handle anything more right now. my body feels entirely too gunked up to function.
in other news... UNC and i got back together for a couple of weeks, but i think we're not together anymore. he's been a spoiled, selfish jerk all week, so i told him to fuck off on friday. of course, even though he blew me off from tuesday (that's right - valentine's day, when even the most insensitive of men get the woman they're with some kind of something) through friday, he called and paged me twice today. didn't return either of those. we're both childish and stupid.