Fat Ass

This morning I broke a sweat pulling on a pair of skinny jeans I had purchased only a month ago. I never thought I'd see the day I was laying flat across my bed yelling at a pair of pants. It's a discouraging experience when you're already sick of eggs for breakfast and the tuna salad you "feast" on every lunch has lost its glory. So maybe I should cut this "healthy lifestyle" bullshit - start chugging beers and eating cheesecake for dinner; watch movies for excersize and toss all the fruit from my fridge...because apparently 1200 calories and a 2km jog a day gives you a FAT ASS.