Acquaintances are starting to come up to me and tell me I "look great." I feel quite dubious about this, as I still feel like Jabba the Hutt. Worse since my rosacea has come back. I feel like a spotted Jabba the Hutt.
Hope the scale is my buddy in the morning and the weight is further down. I would hate to be forced to bludgeon it.
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