I went to a birthday thing.
Started out with salad, but then the cake came out. Home-made chocolate cake with thick buttercream. Needless to say it's gone down hill since then.
I'd like to think I've burnt most of it off (S has both a trampoline and they had a bouncy castle, we went nuts as if we were 5 again), but I'm not optomistic. (NTS: learn to spell "optomistic")
So, anyway, here I am watching the Eurovision with a slight purge face - it was so pointless, not having a toothbrush, which is the only thing I can effectively purge with as my gag reflex is fucked.
I'm actually considering getting Ipecac Syrup, yes, the thing known to cause fatal heart problems. Bulimia wins again :/
I plan on posting up the Fearne Cotton documentary about pro-anorexia sites up.
Happy Reading :)
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