Don't ask me how I know these things, but you can call me Sherlock if you like...
I have just realised from deciphering the clues on someone else's blog that my post last Monday about my weight gain might have looked like I was actually saying I was pleased to have gained weight.
Ladies and gentlemen - I was being sarcastic! I often forget that you don't know me, because if you did you wouldn't doubt for a second that gaining weight PISSES me off.
I realise now that I should not try to be too cryptic/smart/funny/witty/pathetic because it confuses people.
So if you are confused about some incoherent statement that I've made, please ask me. I promise, in all seriousness, that no question is silly -- I mean it -- NONE whatsoever. Especially if I have inadvertently given the wrong impression, I would like to clear it up (because if you're confused you can bet the other 4 readers of my blog are too!).
So for the record - I want to be a skinny athletic musclebound goddess and 65kgs isn't cutting it. If I don't see the 50's before the end of the year I will, I swear to god, chop off my right leg *grin*. <- does that help???
Anyway -- today's more interesting post follows.