Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Fading away

Listening to: Gentlemen-The Afghan Whigs
When it comes to being alone at home with the stereo on, I'm with Billy.
Drinking Becks.

I'm fading away. I know I'm fading away because everyone I meet who hasn't seen me for a while tells me how trim I look and says "wow you've lost weight, whats your secret?" or some such.

I don't have a secret. I live in a house with lots of stairs, exercise moderately, and try to eat well. Other than that I am making no concious effort to decrease in mass. It just happens.

1 comment:

Not Kate said...

It doesn't 'just happen' when you're a girl. No fair!

Must be all that indoor netball every other day of the week.