my hair is never short enough these days

So dieting isn't as bad as I thought it would be. My stomach isn't starting to eat itself, I'm not anymore cranky than I normally am, I don't plan my week, waiting for a night when I can blow everything on a giant-sized Big Mac combo at McDonalds. I want THIS to be my bikini summer! Even if it involves just wearing a bikini underneath cute little water shorts and a tank top. I'm not THAT kind of girl, sheesh. My online diet program congratulated me yesterday after my first week on the plan. I had gone down about 3.5 pounds since the previous Monday. Woot! Initially I had gone down 5, but Qdoba always calls to me on the weekends. And so does Pie Hole at 2 in the morning after a show. I can't help these attractions that I have, so I don't ignore them, and I act on them...passionately. So I'm slowly reaching my short term weight loss goal of 10% of my starting weight. And on from there!

Work is almost over. I can think of an infinite number of places I would rather be right now, than here. When will my bakery/tea business start off? When will I no longer work for the man? When will I be appreciated? I always let my work life affect my personal life, and I hate that. *sigh* My last few precious moments of the work day are being spent snooping into people's court history, finding out if they've been arrested, how many speeding tickets they have, if they are a chomo, things like that.

Blah, dentist appointment the day after tomorrow, and lady procedure the day after that.

Fun times.