My mother visited last weekend, first time in 4 years. I spent weeks cleaning this place up for her, and it's almost as dirty again.
I bought some new jeans at the store the other day, size 34 waist. I bloated up fatty-wise since I moved here and had to wear 36 waist, but have sinced de-fatty'd back to the original pants size, which means that I've wasted hundreds of dollars on jeans on this ass of mine because I got addicted to Taco Cabana and ice-cream sandwiches. But, I will try to stay at 34 as long as possible, unless for some reason I get even smaller.