Man, I admire anyone who buckles down and loses some weight.
And you can skip the next few pieces of text if you want, let's indulge some self-hate... I need to lose weight myself. I really can't be arsed doing much in the way of exercise after getting home from work either. I need an active hobby or some shit.... My skins fucking awful at the age of 21 too. Depressing.
Here's me just arrived home from work, feeling truly shite about my day (obligatory self-taken bathroom/mirror shot, and others snapped in brother's room literally as I got home):
On the positive side of things I'm decorating my room. Just put new wardrobe and bed in:
Next up, computer desk, computer, move some consoles upstairs... then put the 1977+ Star Wars theatrical posters up on the walls using proper poster frames and/or clips.
Anyhoo, enough about me. Took a few photos around Liverpool on my way home.
View of Mariott hotel from my bus stop:
View of St Johns tower from my bus stop:
New shopping centre being built not far from Matthew Street:
And finally, a statue of Queen Victoria from a certain angle:
Why from a certain angle?
Bah! It's not a very good picture of it. If I'd of moved a little more left, Queen Victoria's penis would have been much more prominent. In truth, it's some kind of staff she's holding. There's so many cool buildings in Liverpool but I didn't pass any of them on my way home today. Might be something to do for the weekend.