So, this weekend, I finally reached my tentative weight goal. It's been a long time since I started, but I think I can finally relax my diet a little. We'll see. However, this also meant that I had to go buy new clothes this weekend, which I am never excited about. It wasn't the end of the world. Anyway, to summarize, I lost 68 pounds total and 5" off of my waist size.

I also watched UFC 100 at Topham's house this weekend. After arriving, I went outside to look for Ryan and found him across the street looking for the house. He hadn't seen me yet, so I leaned up against a telephone pole and said, "You looking for something?" He asked if I could have been any shadier. The event was very enjoyable, with good food and an entertaining show. However, I must say that Mr. Lesnar is a real jerk.

Sunday, I didn't do anything, but Mike W. found out that he and I will be housesitting at his aunt's mansion next week - the same mansion we were at for the Fourth. Which I will post pictures of eventually. He and I will have to split the six bathrooms and however many bedrooms there are. This is going to be tite.