What a month, or two, it’s been.
Work, work, work. Eat, eat, eat. Work, work, work. Eat, eat, eat.
Yep, I hope you enjoyed that four-sentence summary of the past few months.
I wish I had something more interesting to serve up (aka double coated caramel slice, anyone?), but sadly that’s not the case … or is it?
Dare I confess my Fat Fighting sins? Or shall I push them under the crummy-laden carpet (sorry, roommate, I’ll vacuum later, I promise) for another time?
The confessional session shall have to wait – my battery is running low on life and the list is a long and mighty one.
Chat soon.
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The Fat Fighters Chronicles 