11:21am

woke up to my mother saying "oh, granny, no! granny wait no wait!" apparently granny (the cat my niece named&who just had kittens) had decided to take them outside through what my mother refers to as the 'cat door'. really it's just a missing window pane that the cats use when we're not around to let them in the back door.  so i got my ass out of bed to move the kittens from the closet back to the cardboard box so mama kitty would stop being so worried. then i went back to sleep&had a dream about my alcoholic sister being in charge of a baby; she left him in her room&i had to go find him, found a tarantula instead, etc.
thanks for all the compliments on my bicycle. i think i like it. someone emailed me yesterday&ended it with "stay strong, darling" the way i usually do. i haven't replied because all i want to do is complain about the fact that i can't stay strong until i actually am strong, which i am not. okay zette, stop whining, give the pretty people the pretty photos.

or:

let's say....girl in yellow vs. everyone else. stay strong today, lovelies.

xoxo

zette

p.s. i've fucked up my weigh-in days, so i weighed in this morning, i'm down 2lbs. for a moment i was happy. then the usual thoughts took over. only 2lbs? i could have done better. fat fat fat.

p.p.s. on a nicer note, the kittens are pretty cute. nothing spectacular, but adorable.