Tall men need love too

I feel good today. I like my outfit. I like my hair. I must sound like girl. But I care about how I look. I used to look really good. I would get noticed. I still get noticed but not as much as I used to. I know it's in large part because I've put on weight. It's not an enormous amount but it's enought to make me feel a little less confident. I plan on working it off.

Editor's note: I ate lunch. I had fast food. So much for working it off

I must sound vain. I admit it. I am a little vain but to me it plays into my whole self image. It's a good thing my confidence has never wavered. I can still charm with the best of them. Once I get back in shape...look out.

There's hope for me, maybe I can follow this man's lead. He's living proof that love exists for everyone. All I have to do is grow to over 7 feet and move to China. I'll get right on that.

I'll have to tell you about my coworker Fredo sometime. In a nutshell I plan on kicking his ass if he continues to irritate me. First I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and ask him to not shout when he talks. If he refuses to comply then I'll have to drop kick him in the jewels.