Do you ever feel like you're on the verge of hysterics, one little thing is all that it would take to push you over the edge? That's how I'm feeling. Its one thing after another right now, and its all bad stuff. Nothing good. (Except for getting my own office at work, that was nice!). Farley isn't doing well - we've had to make an appointment to have him put to sleep. Its horrible to look at him now, knowing whats going to happen to him on Friday. I just want this week over with.

I've finally realized that I'm an emotional eater. 8 months of hell and 20 lbs, then I finally put two & two together and think "hey, maybe I eat because I'm upset". Its gonna stop. I won't become anorexic or bulemic or anything, I like french fries, candy & chips WAY too much to go that extreme.

Don't feel like typing anymore tonight. Gonna go have some chips.