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--- In , "Diane Sheats" <Diane_Design@e...> wrote: > Debbie, that's about the funniest "diet story" I've ever heard, and you definitely did the right thing. If the scale could make you that angry, it didn't deserve to live. ....Yes it's dead now! Finally! And it didn't feel a thing :) I'm glad to have provided some amusement, but in all seriousness, this was really liberating, and I feel very happy I did it, and a major sigh of relief... Hanging the corpse on the wall was an inspiration as well! (There's a little barbarism left in all of us.) ....Ooooh there was a *lot* in me yesterday... I would go so far as to describe it as unfiltered rage! It's funny, now that the scale is hanging on my wall, when I look at it, all mangled and missing it's dial, empty, voicless, I really feel like smiling...This was something that I never did before when I looked at it. *Even* when I would lose weight and it showed me a number I "liked", I guess I didn't like the fact that I was "answering to it" or under it's control...I'm telling you man, you should go out and buy a cheap scale and a sledgehammer, just to feel how good it is to smash it up! (Or smash your moms when shes not looking and just blame an elephant for stepping on it when you were out shopping!) Oops gotta run now Peace, Deb |
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