I can't believe tomorrow marks 30 days until our 30 year high school reunion.
Doesn't seem right. Not so much that it's been 30 years ~ let's face it ~ a lot of water has passed under the bridge and 30 years is a reasonable time span for all that crap to happen.
It's the 30 days part that troubles me. I haven't even finished reading the book.
Daylights awastin',
Corky
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I woke up this morning thinking about that very thing. And since there is no way, short of amputating a limb, that I can lose 30 pounds in 30 days - I've decided to embrace my overly voluptuous body. And, with the commitment issues I have, that's ok. Because I'm afraid for anyone else to embrace it!!!
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