the beauty of self-justification

it's freezing outside so i talked myself into not going to the gym. i'm sure my lungs would hurt if i tried to run, right? not gonna risk that.

but shopping was allowed....because i bought some "winter leggings" at american apparel. so that's helping the cause. fighting against the ugly backlash of the harsh elements. taking care of myself, which is part of being healthy, so it's equivalent -- nay BETTER -- than the gym. a gym trip is just an hour, but i'll be rockin' these bad boys for at least the next two days straight.

but now i'm actually feeling guilty about ordering dominos for dinner. i'm mad enough about myself for doing this, so please don't judge me. just give me an excuse -- any excuse -- to get some cheesy bread in my life right now. friends, please call me with some kind of existential crisis or tell me that your boyfriend just dumped you or that you got laid off or, christ, i'll even take that you're just hungover and have a little fear and loathing from your friday night. anything. just so i can invite you over and offer you some comfort over thin crust.