Monday, November 29, 2004

Ottawa

Well, I'm here.

Moving and starting a new job all at once is quite a handful.

Shelley's been great. Without her, I'd be up shit creek.

Ian was great too, he really helped out more than I thought he would. It was a long drive, and he had to do it going home.

I'm missing him already, but we'll see each other soon.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Appetite: Returning

Lately I just can’t seem to get enough to eat!

Reminds me of the old days.

I’m sure it’s a zillion things all coming together: Ian’s appetite is off because of my move to Ottawa. Since I’m cooking as much, there’s more for me to eat. Perhaps the stress of moving to Ottawa is getting to me, and I find that eating more just comforts me.

Either way, I’m eating tonnes, and I’m loving it! I gained 3 pounds last week, I’m sure I’ll be about the same this week, I’ll be upto 280 in no time.

The trick is getting Ian back on his gaining ways, he’s no longer at twice my weight. But there’s still time for that.

Monday, November 22, 2004

No Posts...

No Posts!

Life’s been crazy, and, as much as I hate to pass the buck, Blogger seems to have had troubles any time I actually found time to post.

Anyway

1) I got the job in Ottawa. I start next Monday (November 29)
2) I’ll be living with Shelley until Ian and I can coordinate on finding a place to live
3) Ian’s been a little sullen about this. His appetite has been decimated by this news. Just means more weight to gain though!
4) I haven’t changed my cooking habits, so I’m up 3 pounds eating the stuff Ian would’ve!

I hope to keep posting

Email me if I’m not

Friday, November 05, 2004

I think I’m settling into my new body.

I’ve been hovering around 260 for just over a month, and I’m really getting used to it. I still want to get back up to 280, but this is starting to feel ‘right’ to me. It’s been a long time since my body felt ‘right’, so maybe it’s something else entirely, I’ll just have to wait and see.

At 260 I’ve got great mobility. I can run and not feel dead after three steps. I can run without getting slapped in the face by my boobs. I can run and not worry about my underwear vanishing. I could probably get away with that at 280, but I’d get winded a big sooner.

At 260 I can stay on my feet for as long as I have to: at the store, in the kitchen, out shopping. I can get around the apartment fine, although, everything’s setup to accommodate Ian, so that’s not much. I get around the store pretty well too. Still have to be careful around the displays.

260 is a great size for sex too. I’ve got plenty of energy, and can move around Ian very easily now. A long time ago I’d have thought sex for fat people was dull. But it’s not, just more creative. Sure, Ian doesn’t do as much as he used to, but he makes up for it by having so much more to play with! Rubbing the cocoa butter and moisturisers into his flesh is the best foreplay this side of a bowl of ice cream. Or having his body all greased up and pinning me to the bed, well, anyone who limits themselves to skinny men has my undying pity.

My body just fits well with Ian’s. My little tummy rubbing against his massive belly. My long arms wrapped around his bosom.

260’s good, I think I’ll stay here for a while.

Thursday, November 04, 2004

Prelude to a Change

Been a while since I updated.

I’ve been busy!

Crazy at work, making sure things are in place for the holiday season. Buying art for someone is VERY risky, on the other hand, it’s good for business, so go out, buy as many paintings for your friends and family as possible.

I had a job interview at a gallery in Ottawa. It’s for an administrative role, not an exhibitive role, but it still gives me opportunities. They have trouble finding people who are comfortable/proficient in an office setting AND understand artists. Hopefully they think I’m both. I’ll be finding out next week.

I hate waiting.

I understand how important anticipation is, but that doesn’t make me patient.

Ian hates the idea of me moving to Ottawa. We’ve been fighting over it. I’d say I don’t know what to do, but I do. I want this job. I don’t want Ian to come between me and my career. I don’t want my career to come between me and Ian. But the number of pluses for us moving to Ottawa outweigh the pluses to staying in London!

We’ll get it sorted out quickly, it’s really killed his appetite. He lost 3 pounds this week! I can’t have him wasting away on me. At least he’s big enough that it’s not noticeable.

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