Day 9. Conversations with various appliances.

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The boredom continues, punctuated by moments of slight disappointment and minor terror, which appear to tbe high point of my whole day. I weighed in today and I was up a couple pounds, first of all, which I know is just an anomaly but it was sort of depressing. I just shrugged it off, though because my bathroom scale is like the worst member of my whole family. You know, the one who's always whining and saying things like, well, we just can't have nice things and locking you out of the house? That's my bathroom scale. It's just a total pain in the ass and I've stopped paying attention to what it says. Of course it thinks I look fat. It's had a horrible life and has an extremely narrow perspective.

So then I went upstairs to speak with my thermometer. My thermometer was adamant that today my temperature was 99 degrees fahrenheit. I asked it again to see if it was kidding. No, it changed its mind. My temperature was now 99.9. REALLY? I said, and asked it again. Nope, nope,now it was positive my temperature was 103.3.

But I don't really feel that sick, I told it. It then recanted and said it really meant my temperature was 99 like it said before.

I'm not the slightest bit feverish, I said. It rechecked something and said never mind, it was 97.6.

You know, you're really bad at this job, I told it.

I really always wanted to be a bathroom scale, it said.

[foxgirl74 5]

HAHA! Ahhh your post cracked me up! I have had very violent threatening conversations with my scale. So he issued a restraining order and is now safely tucked away in some closet of the house! Because I swear if I stepped on him one more freaking time and saw no weight loss I was going to strangle him. So it's for his own good, and mine.

[Day Dreamer 23]

The boredom continues, punctuated by moments of slight disappointment and minor terror, which appear to tbe high point of my whole day. I weighed in today and I was up a couple pounds, first of all, which I know is just an anomaly but it was sort of depressing. I just shrugged it off, though because my bathroom scale is like the worst member of my whole family. You know, the one who's always whining and saying things like, well, we just can't have nice things and locking you out of the house? That's my bathroom scale. It's just a total pain in the ass and I've stopped paying attention to what it says. Of course it thinks I look fat. It's had a horrible life and has an extremely narrow perspective.

So then I went upstairs to speak with my thermometer. My thermometer was adamant that today my temperature was 99 degrees fahrenheit. I asked it again to see if it was kidding. No, it changed its mind. My temperature was now 99.9. REALLY? I said, and asked it again. Nope, nope,now it was positive my temperature was 103.3.

But I don't really feel that sick, I told it. It then recanted and said it really meant my temperature was 99 like it said before.

I'm not the slightest bit feverish, I said. It rechecked something and said never mind, it was 97.6.

You know, you're really bad at this job, I told it.

I really always wanted to be a bathroom scale, it said.

Those are some good meds they got you on..... :wink_smile: