What Me Worry?

1 September: 78.4 piggly wiggly asshole. we might need to stop the hamburglar from reaching my belly.

Einstein

23 August: 79.05 kilograms. I figured out the secret: if you don't ingest food, you won't be a blubbery mess of jiggly lard. Eureka!!!!!

Get it Hot

18 August: 80.0 kilograms. You might think that during summer it would be easier to not gain weight since it's so hot out and all the sweating would cause some sort of equilibrium. But I combat summer with ice cream, and that shit is not gonna keep me un-fat. Hence, eighty kilograms.
Time to start stop eating dinner again.

Confusionism is big around here

6 July: 78.3, and the two preceding readings: 77.8 and 77.3 kilograms of jiggly belly.

From the Gut

23 July: 77.9 kg of ice cream

a moment to consider

21 July: 77.1 kg. not bad

thanks a lot

12 July: 78.3 surprising kilograms. Hell, I had McDonald's and chocolate brownies the other day, and don't even try to tally up the all the ice cream I ate, or the beer and potato chips. 78.3 is not too bad considering...