january blues.

i've been dreading this day for a while. i was dreading it as i stuffed my face with holiday sweets. i was dreading it in japan last month, when my mom, worried that i was neglecting jarrod of good food, force-fed *both* of us with mountains upon heaping mountains of carb-o-licious goodies. i was dreading it as my fat-day jeans mysteriously turned into my skinny jeans. i was dreading it as i watched the scale at the doctor's office this morning blink awful, red, unforgiving numbers. and now that that dread has passed, i'm going to go ahead and wallow in my self-pity and stuff my face with indian buffet for lunch. that makes perfect sense.