A bit of a retraction.

Okay, to be truthful, I don't "hate looking at myself" as I claimed yesterday. I was rereading that and wondering if perhaps I have the Seasonal Affective Disorder or some such bullshit. Since I'm not ugly, it is highly unlikely that I will suddenly turn ugly on my wedding day. And I could probably stand to stop equating fatness with ugliness. Just because society does that doesn't mean I have to.

On a mostly unrelated note, I wanted pancakes but my pancake mix is expired.
Dammit.