July 5th

I am addicted to The Sims. I actually have feelings for Bob and Betty, the two Sims I control. Poor Betty is always depressed and she won't look for a job. She's driving me nuts. Bob, on the other hand, goes to work everyday, but he keeps complaining about furniture. I don't understand, because I've bought them plenty of furniture. It's hard to keep these Sims happy.

I tried on my size 5 Tommy pants, and they wouldn't even go over my hips. It made me angry. How long is it going to take to get rid of this extra weight? Last time I weighed myself, I was 131, which isn't bad. My old weight was 128. Can three pounds make that much of a difference? Maybe I have some more muscle to gain back. Anyway, I've been really, really good-- aerobics, Abs of Steel Advanced, weight training and yoga everyday. What else can I possibly do?

My interview went lousy. I don't even want to talk about it, but I will. The woman barraged me with one question after another, barely waiting for me to respond before firing another one. She kept emphasizing that I didn't have enough experience. What a cunt. Why bother asking me for an interview? She she even bother to look at my resume before calling?

I don't think I will ever get a job at this rate.