Alright, so apparently I have this thing called a birthday coming up this month - Not only that, it's my 30th. (eek, that's HURTS to say) Wade isn't letting me start the hCG diet until after said birthday (stupid) - so you'll have to stick around to hear my agony and hatred towards the diet.
Sorry folks. I guess birthdays still matter once you're old.
pffft...30. 30, I hate you.