I'm having my second glass of water. I'm not eating my cornflakes. In fact, I'm refusing to eat anything. I have to choose btw house hunting or Manchester planning and I'm going to disappoint somebody. Therefore I can't eat. Won't eat. Almost as if I don't deserve to eat-aargh. This is my thought process and I'm sticking to it. Might as well starve for a day-whats the worst that can happen? There's plenty of fat to dissappear miraculously.
Yours in madness,
Betty --
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