20 Fucking Pounds?

I started taking Vitamin D + Calcium, and really laying on the salads, and pieces of fruit, and this week 3-5 pounds has just flopped right off of me. I tried on a pair of Brian's pants today, and they fit! There is this pair of tight pleather pants that last year for Dragon Con I ended up not wearing because they were too tight, but when I tried them on today, not one inch of muffin top. I'm starting to feel like hot shit. Naturally pics will soon be forthcoming.

In addition to that news, there may be a possibility of my Mom helping me out getting Lasik surgery by Dragon Con. Oh man, I am really crossing my fingers on that one. No more glasses. No more contact lenses. Dude...sign me up. I've heard a lot of good things about Lasik.

Somehow this year feels all about change. Or at least this post does. I'm so looking forward to getting my hair cut. Right now most of what I do involves throwing it back into a ponytail where it hangs like a dead rat. If I don't, it feels like it's trying to choke me.

What's kind of weird about all of this is that I don't feel that sensation of being a butterfly wiggling in a cocoon. I'm already what I essentially am. So, maybe the more apt metaphore is that I am mutating.