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I'm done weighing myself, new semaglutide symptom, & come to Walmart with me! | vlog
TL;DR: NONTENT. Proper "Hey Guize" intro. Today was Saturday, the day of her 3rd injection. Amber doesn't know what to do, as her urologist appointment in November, but she has to figure out how she's going to pass this stone (AKA: setting up the next health crisis for you to watch). Beyond tired from Ozempic injections, but no more nausea. Amber feels lots of mental lightness (LOL). WAAAAY too much MammaLynn footage. Bullshit errands: automatic carwash, lashes for Kristine, and looking at "born this gay" merchandise at Walmart. Walmart haul of trash. Oh look, another journal. 3 generations of degeneracy eating at Denny's. No more weigh ins because Amber just realized that the scale holds so much power over her. Amber's breathing is magically better after (allegedly) losing this whopping 12lbs. She FEELS that she's lost more weight, and feels that stepping on the scale feels heavy (no, that's just the fupa that's feeling heavy). More gaslighty Q&A. Someone asks if Amber called the theater to see if she could fit in the seat, and Amber said no, and that you can't call to ask that (forgetting the lie she told years ago about always calling theaters in advance to confirm shelf-clearance).
Fact: Every time Amber says she's done weighing herself, it's because she's gaining weight. Oh yeah, have fun trying to blast out that pachinko ball, Ambo! Hey, you think she'll keep it in that little box along with that horrifying tooth that her "body rejected" back during the Becky era?