The Days Aren't Getting Longer, But I Feel Fatter

So the time has come that it's finally cooling down at night. It only took six fucking months though. It's time to score some new batteries so I can ride my bike at night again and lose some fucking weight. I feel like not working has negated the weight I've tried to lose as of late and it's pretty sad and embarrassing. I've been pretty good about my eating in the aspect that I haven't been to any all you can eat's lately, eaten six Big Mac's or anything else equally as disgusting but the weight is still there. I've eaten a lot of subs and sushi which I've had both of today and still too many eggs and starches because they are too much a part of my diet to sacrifice. Living with my father ruins it and it's just another thing I look forward to getting away from. I love his food but he brings home two or three times more than I should eat most nights and it's always at 11 at night. So that's definitely the plan for 2010 is to lose a lot of weight so people are no longer repulsed by my fat ass and no longer feel the urge to make snide remarks about it because they're worried about my feelings by just being like 'hey, you're fat.'

Anyhow, Satyricon was the best black metal show I've been to thus far. Their 90 minute set last night definitely rocked my world and I have a couple of cool things from it. I then spent all but 35 cents from my bank account by the time I got home at 5 this morning and woke up at 7 stressed out and then went to the bank as soon as it opened at 9 to give the lady 8 dollars in loose bills and $10 in quarters. The girl in the window was actually fairly cute which is a change from most banks and she gave me this soul eating death stare through that window like I was pure white trash for giving her that money after she looked into my account I'm sure. But that's just another day in the life of John.