What goes up must come down

This morning I stood on the scales: 144. So I lost basically all my weekend weight despite the fact that I had about 1,000 calories yesterday and went out on Saturday night. Everything that goes up, comes down again I guess.

I was in such a bad mood earlier, I have no idea why. Maybe it's because I couldn't sleep - again. I went to bed at 10 to get an early night, and was awake for the next 5 hours :( Then I woke up at 1 instead of 9.30 like I'd planned, missed half a day of work, then sat around for hours doing nothing. Fucking insomnia :(