I'm frustrated. Just frustrated. I feel like I haven't made a dent on anything I want to accomplish and I'm nearing my 34th birthday. I'm overweight, sad, barely getting through each day, the only thing that makes me smile lately is my dog and a good joke now and then...otherwise, I'm miserable. I don't even care about checking the grammar on this entry. I don't really care about much of anything to be honest. I'm going through the motions, begrudgingly. I do it because I don't have another choice.