Fat Girl On The Run
3 July 2008
In exactly 10 months time I will be getting married. What the fuck?! How on earth? Where on earth? What?!
It has dawned on me, that my constant "I've got ages yet" mantra has expired. I don't have ages. I have 10 months.
Obv, am really excited. And in organisation heaven. All the planning, all the booking, all the researching. Heaven.
But, come on now. 10 months? 10 months to loose all the weight I've been trying to loose for the past 20 years. Really?! I mean, really?
Right, that's it. If you see me within half a mile of a bun, I beg you, I urge you - beat me round the head with something heavy, hard and metal....please!
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