so today was lame. most interesting thing was the im convo. which isnt all great because it really depressed me. which sucks. didnt eat much, except the jerky i bought at 711 last night. i think i must have gotten through both issues of REVOLVER. i wish that they'd put out a new threat. that was such a fucking good magazine. well i've sulked alot today. actually thoroughly relieved that mom lifted the computer ban. i was so angry and paranoid about that last night. i wanted to hurt someone. but today has sucked. dad came and chewed me out on the way to the olde spaghetti factory about getting out and walking a fucking hour everyday. he couldnt let me just give him a reason and shut the fuck up. Thank you for opening your fucking trap tony. Dad: *kiss* how are you today? Me: Tired Dad: oh. guess theres not much going on during the day then? Me: i just... havent been sleeping well Dad: ah. lack of physical activity during the day Me: I guess //dad and tony talk and mutter about tony losing teeth yesterday... then again Dad: how are you sweetie? Me: tired. Dad: have you been walking like i asked? Me: No.(hooray i dindnt lie) Dad: why? Me: forget. don't feel like it. Dad: you really need to. walk 1/2 hour in one direction then turn around. drink some water Me: mm Dad: you need to do more than sit around all day (if i had dance that wouldnt be a problem, duh?) Me: its too freaking hot Dad: drink water Me: i know but its too hot Dad: not in the morning Me: i sleep in the morning Dad: well thats not good. dont get your days and nights mixed up Me: i dont. its just like sleeping in. just every day Dad: well sitting at home doing nothing all day isnt good for you Me: I know. Dad: you should get out and walk like i asked Me: silence Dad: okay? Me: mmhm. i know i should get up and do some shit and get rid of some of this bulk of fat but i just dont particularly want to. its not really like i'm gaining. i dont really eat all day. maybe a yogurt or a sandwich. i drink more water than usual. i have no intention of walking for a fucking hour. sunburns, heatstroke, dehydration, exhaustion? i'll take obesity over that. i'll go swim tomorrow. promise myself that. its not walking but what can he say about it? i'll be WALKING to the fucking pool. god i hate my naggy brother.