(it was cheaply made-over priced-it was shit-I didn't know leather felt or looked like cardboard filler-thanks China)... this time I wanted a brand name that I could depend on... Levi Strauss... but all of the Miller's Outpost are gone... Gap dropped them to carrier there own brand name made by small children in South America... that meant I had no choice but to go to a department store like Kohl's... once inside and getting over the eeb-bee gee-bees I found a rack of real leather made belts by Levi's with this tag-'echo en Mexico'... so I know it was made with real leather... now the part that made me want to start my quest to getting down to my porn weight... the rack of belts ranged sizes from 'I'm so damn skinny that when turn side ways my cock makes me look like a zipper pulled down' to it took a whole cowhide to make one belt to go around a fat guys gut'... odd enough there where plenty in those sized but hardly any in the size I wanted... in the size I wanted it was only ugly patterns that no guy would dare buy... I took one off the rack to try it for size... now here is how most guys try on belts or anything for that matter... we don't go running off to the 'fitting rooms'... we don't take off the old one or if not wearing one we don't loop it through waistband... a guy simply wraps it around his waist and if it seems to lap over to the second or middle notch-we do 'guy fit' (trying on without trying on-holding it to you to see if it fits or wrap it around you to see if it fits-guy fitting) and if it measure up, 'it's a go' for buy... as I was 'guy fit' when I found out that the size I usually wear/wanted didn't seem to 'guy fit'... I'm not about to get a belt where I have to use the very first notch... I would look like a backwards hick (that always wins over the hot nasty MILFS)... 
so begrudgingly I took the next size bigger... I did the 'guy fit' this time it lap over to the middle notch so I bought it... this is what started me on the path to dropping weight... know the part that's got me puzzled is I'm wearing my fat man belt on it's last notch, wearing a trimmer fit on my Levi shorts (meaning not the baggy loose fit that lies to you about what your real size is) and in some instant I'm wearing a size down which is good... but why is my gut still hanging over? what's with that? my weight is still in flux but dropping (not as fast as I want it too) and there are times when I feel I'm not dropping weight at all but seem to be gaining which my clothes seem to be contradicting... I will admit to giving in, to craving... need to stop eating when feeling full even though I've cut down on portions... I'm to the point of going to a 'fat doctor' to check into getting any new pharmaceutical drug that helps drop weight to help with my cause... oh phen-phen how I miss you so... the only weight lost drug that really worked for me... damn stupid people for miss using it!!! well that's it for now more to come and more often now that I'm getting back on track of getting down to my porn weight... Oh and a big thanks to--- 
'I'm Not That Kind Of Girl' Barista for those words that rang out so true... she help me without even knowing it... I have been in the habit of getting a banana with my first cup of Java (which is a good thing) on my second cup of java I would get a cheesy bagel with two creamy cheeses if I wanted or not (which is bad) when hang out at local Starbucks... her words where while I was having my second cup of java, "hey tubby you want your cheesy bagel with cream cheese that'll make you fatter---now"?
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