fat mogul

So, I don’t know if you’re anything like me, but for some reason from the moment I wake up on Monday morning, I have a hankering for some sort of disgusting mess of food.  So, I figured that meant that Monday would be a good time to show off a little bit of food p0rn.

And there’s never a better place for some Monday munchies than thisiswhyyourefat.com.  My favorite for today are the Redneck Quiches shown to the left over there. . . Eggs inside individual bologna cups topped with mayo and Velveeta cheese.  Doesn’t get much better than that!

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The new year approaches, and the background work I needed to do on the site is almost complete.  Hoo-ray for a little bit of winter energy!

Alrighty, so, been a few month since I’ve done any writing, but it’s a new year (well, in a couple days), so I’ve got a new look to the site, and ready to start writing again. Most of my intended posts have disappeared, so we’ll be starting completely anew, but I intend to give some new content starting with the new year.

I’m excited!

It appears that just as I’m starting to enjoy blogging a bit more, life starts to get busy again. I suppose that’s to be expected when expecting. Got more in progress, just not ready quite yet.

Dear Diary:

At best count, I’ve been inside of this strange prison for two hundred sixty-two days.  It appears that they have been decreasing the size of this pliable cage quite considerably over the last few months.  As it is now, I find that I cannot move without rubbing against the walls that surround me.   On a similar note, I’ve begun to notice that the walls are pulsating on a somewhat regular basis.  I don’t have a very good concept of time within this darkened room, but the regularity of this pulsation seems to be growing.  I wonder if my captors have something planned for me in the near future.

An unfortunate side effect of my decreasing space is that I seem to have gotten myself in a very uncomfortable position.  I feels as if my head is pointing towards the ground, and with every day I feel my head getting more and more stuck in the position.  No matter how much I kick at my surroundings, I can’t seem to be able to dislodge my head from it’s current position.  A happier thought regarding that issue, however, is that although my head seems to be getting lodged deeper and deeper within this new-found area, the area I’m approaching also seems to be getting bigger.  I can’t be certain as of yet, but it does appear that this could possibly be some sort of secret exit.  More on this as I am able to explore.

Otherwise, I’m finding my captivity to be rather boring.  The voices I keep hearing seem to be getting more excited about something.  Although I cannot quite understand the language of my captors, I can tell that this is mostly a happy excitedness.  I can only imagine their intentions. . .  Here’s hoping that I can find the end of this secret exit before they can follow through with whatever they are planning.