You haven't really loved someone until they don't deserve it.

A REAL Relationship

Every relationship has its problems. But what makes it perfect is if you still want to stay together when things really suck.

Wooooosaaaaaahhhhh

You ever notice how people who tell you to calm down are the ones who pissed you off in the first place?

I hate....

I hate your stupid laugh
I hate your stupid hair
I hate the way you talk to me
I hate that you stare

I hate that you don't listen
I hate when you lie
I hate that you say you miss me
I hate it more when you make me cry

I hate that I believed you
I hate that I even care
I hate that you tell me you love me
I hate it when you're not there

I hate that you call me
I hate it when you don't
I hate when you say you'd let me go
Even though I know you won't

I hate that I feel this way
I hate that I want to see you
I hate that this is the end for us
And I hate that I still love you...

Love doesn't count on the laughter that you shared but on the pains and tears you tried to get over with just for the sake of holding on.

I don't know.

I get too swept up in my emotions. Damn!

Garbage.... maybe

Try a new tactic even if you don't feel like exploring the unknown just now. Breathe deep and plunge on in, headfirst this time. You could find you really kind of like it...

I'm rambling. I do that often, just jotting down misc. notes from my thoughts after a drink or two. I'm an artist, so I believe...

You can go fist yourself if you don't!

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Learn to appreciate the rainbow after cursing the rain. It's just like loving again after experiencing the pain.

Never expect love to always be at its best. If you do, you'll never learn to appreciate its existence.

Soul mates

I have read that soul mates are all about deep emotional support, trust and faith. When you choose to go deeper with someone, you're opening yourself up-you become emotionally vulnerable. Sometimes our soulmates become our cross to bear. You marry someone who is your soul mate and, over time, you realize you're connected not just through chemistry, but because you are there to help each other.

But soul mates are not a one shot deal. You don't have just one great love --- you have many potential great loves. Soul mates are profound soul connections in your life. When you're with one, you stop looking, so you're not aware of the other potential soul mates around you. While you're thinking how hard it is to find The One, the reality is that it's hard for you to choose. A soul mate is someone who reflects or matches your energy and your path in life. A soul mate is someone whose power and potential are complementary to your own. And you'll find them in the most unlikely places.

I have also learned that soul mates are not necessarily permanent. Like the ending of a fairy tale, we're often raised to believe that a soul mate is our "happily ever after." How old were you when you realized that fairy tales don't come true? Soul mates are certainly considered the prince charming and his princess of modern romance. Yet what happens if your romance goes sour --- that soul mate turns out to be a mismatch? Of course you're not out of luck. You move on, heal, and open up to the next soul mate. If you look at the traditional idea of soul mates, your beloved, you'll realize that a higher force may have more than one love in store for you. To love someone and be loved is deep.

I have found my soul mate yet I cannot be with him. :'-(

GRRRrrrr

I will write a song and title it "GO FUCK YOURSELF"

A good day....

I am telling myself that today should be a good day, that way I will look forward to tomorrow being an AWESOME day!

I'm feeling pimp, brush my shoulders off.....(Jay-Z)

;)

A blah moment....

Now that I'm older I thought it was great that I seemed to have more patience. Turns out I just don't give a shit.

Fun drama...

I cannot concentrate in life today. Everyone is throwing their 'woe is me' bullshit my way. I need to find something new to say to them other than, "He sucks, don't date him." or "She's a whore!"

People, people, people... Shut the Fuck up already! What about me?! Listen to my bullshit drama! Let ME be selfish for once!

My real drama: I need more practice at the track, my 1st and 2nd are horrible, I can't get my 60ft down right and I keep rolling at the start.... I am guessing I need to ease off the clutch instead of pop it and risk breaking an axle. I still must be quick enough to leave the line and work on my reaction time though. E-brake or not? I feel it adds that one half second and that'll surely mess up my 1/8th mile.... Grr... talk about issues.... It's like I don't even know how to race anymore.

And then there's you bitches who constantly harass me about dating problems...let me tell you something about me and dating, I have NEVER experienced it and I am glad! I think you seek heartbreak. Everytime a relationship is going well, you find a way to sabotage it then cry about it later because sometimes it feels so good to be sad, right?! You people are so rash.

Intimate friends....

with a special bond. Mostly shared infatuation and lust for one another. It is not to say this is forever but merely a temporary desire. We share a common background; we both want what we can't have. We crave guilt because we've played innocence. Sexual frustration is a struggle; if you can't overcome it, seek it. I will be your companion in sin but only when I'm wanting to escape my own reality.

That was sent to me via text and I would just like to respond to that with: "WTF you asshole!"

It's complicated..... (says a friend)

"No man is worth your tears, and the one who is will never make you cry........"

If you could save every teardrop you've ever shed for this man, you can drown the Earth.

"Today"

just called... say its never going to end......

Love.......

The saddest thing in the world is loving someone who used to love you. There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go. Some of us thinks holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.

Irritated!

I hate bitches! I hate work! I hate bitches at work!

I think we all deserve...

to be with someone that we can't wait to see, that we are excited about being with, even if you saw them a few hours ago or if it hurts like hell each time.

Funny stuff

I can't stop reading this one heifer's blog. It cracks me up to the point of tears... I don't know if it's just my bad habit of laughing at another's misfortunes or because she is a hippy whore... I feel bad that she is a dumbass but at the same time I love that she is. It gives me reason to talk shit. Amy will not let me contact her and talk shit to her face so here I am talking all the shit behind her back. It is awesome. This girl looks like a human Raggedy Ann. She's a tree hugging, picture taking, whiny whore! I feel like I'm sorta kinda watching a live soap opera called "Hippie Gypsy Whore Bag". I have a feeling this broad will write a book and attempt to publish it. If not about conservation or saving trees, it will definitely be about how hateful she is toward love and men blah blah blah... I can't wait!

Vegas

I'm still so sleepy. I had a good trip. There were some tiffs in the group, but overall it was fun times cause this time, everything got worked out! It was good just walking and sight seeing. Our friend got drunk and fell in the pool at a club, but too bad I didn't see it because hubby and I had on tennis shoes so the bouncers wouldn't let us in. Darn! ;o) We spent over a grand there, which was not bad at all for my eating and hubby's drinking lots over 4days/3nights. We didn't get into too much trouble this time around, which was good.
Although hubby learned the hard way to not drink two 5-hour Energies in a row, especially when he has had Coke the meal before. When you expect to get drunk, your plans will fall through cause you end up mostly sober all night, but with crazy palpitations. Red bull and vodkas are not good Vegas drinks at all.

Love, true love, whatever... it feels good.

So many times I am asked how my hubby and I made it for so long. My smart ass-y response is always of me holding up my fist and smirking, "Cause ya gotta keep 'em in line with this."

But seriously, people have asked me for advice on dating and relationships like I am some kind of expert. I am not. I should be the last person anyone should ask on this subject. Are people really "in" love? Or is their judgment influenced by the charm and excitement of the other person's presence and when that other person is not around to dazzle them, doubts emerge?

I know that real love doesn't happen all of a sudden. I don't believe in all that mess. I honestly think that sighing and daydreaming and mooning over somebody are just signs of infatuation. I know because I do that with Paul Walker(OMG Paul Walker be thy name...). Anyway, to be absorbed in your own misery over the absence of the other person is self-centered. You shouldn't be a lovesick puppy obsessing over someone... (I can't stand that shit! You know who you are!) LMAO!

Or maybe it is the attraction... you are only attracted to them because they look, act and talk the way you've imagined that 'special' someone you had hoped to find would. Maybe the only thing you two have in common is that you've both discovered a fellow sufferer with whom to unite against an unfriendly background. Companions in misery, maybe? Sad and pathetic sounding huh?

Or it is possible that someone you like are afraid to receive love because of personal trauma and bad experiences. They've placed a barrier between love and themselves because they feel they cannot accept it or feel it until they know for sure that the other person is their soul mate.

Maybe for now you should be friends("the nearly infinte meaning in such a simple word" LOL!). Use some adjectives, that'll make you feel a little better: Close friend, Best friend, Trusted friend, Beloved friend, or even 'Intimate friend' (HA! I bet you liked that one!!)

In conclusion, LOVE advice from me is the worst advice you will ever receive so remember that the next time you feel like I should be your amateur therapist! I am a bitch.

Torn

Just torn........... is all............

Ahhh...Come on people!

"Why don't you photoshop your life so you can stop being stupid?"

Random Thoughts...

I wish Google maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f*ck was going on when I first saw it. I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.

How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cause we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.

Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

Bad decisions make good stories.

Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles... As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

My 3-year old asked me in the car the other day "What would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?

I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, I saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.

My hubby

So my hubby is awesome... we talked and talked and talked.. then we cried and cried and cried... I, of course, yelled and yelled and yelled... I hate his family (long story) just the typical in law issues plus more and at 1 million times worst! (Get what I'm saying?) Yup! They are THAT bad!

Anyways, after endless tears and numerous objects free flying from my hand to hubby's direction... we've come to a conclusion... his family sucks! Ah! A realization for hubby... it's like he has just now seen the light... (Angels singing) HE is going to ignore his family and when they decide to take some ActRight meds, he will confront them and bitch them out! Which I am totally excited and at the same time supportive about... hehe! I felt bad at first because he has gone through a lot the past week dealing with the death of a friend and also choosing sides between me and his family and AT LAST!.. I won! This is a big deal to me because I never win... he is always quick to defend them and then lash out at me because he was always afraid to hurt their feelings but failed to acknowledge mine...

We'll see how things go.. it has only been Day 3 of post-drama so it's gonna be a long struggle ahead.. I can't wait... blah.

So, lets continue... I was saying how awesome hubby is.. well, he is awesome because he can deal with my airheadedness, neurosis, quick-temperedness, adhd, ocd, chronic anxiety and manic depression (all diagnosed). Believe me, if I had to marry me, I would totally be the "Wham Bam F You Maam! But I guess that also has to do with my perception of a male version of myself, who would be totally misogynistic but act sensitive... anyways, that's just another blog in itself...

UGH! Rough weekend for me! Also, this daylight savings time sucks donkey balls, I have to get up earlier than I normally do and it is going to take my mind and body a long while to adjust to this new time change... I'm feeling irritable already and Monday isn't here until tomorrow.

Conceit

A smile is a sign of happiness. A hug is a sign of affection. A laugh is a sign of joy. A kiss is a sign of love. And a friend like me? Hell, that's just a sign of great taste! ;)

What can I say? I deserve to be over confident sometimes. I've had a rough weekend...

Besides, if you don't agree with my being a kick ass friend, I may just have to cold cock punch you in the face too!

My fears continued....

I'm not obese, but I'm definitely getting a little chunky. My parents are noticing it. My friends barely know me so they think what they see really isn’t a big deal and they don’t know what fat to me means. I wouldn't even care so much if I could fit into my pants somewhat, but my wardrobe options have diminished greatly due to my physique. Therefore it is crucial that I address this problem before I go from "the chick that's gained some weight" to an actual official "fat chick." I guess the first step to solving any problem like this is to find out the cause of the problem. Lets see...

1.) I love food and I'm hungry all the time
2.) My metabolism is crappy now due to a whole year and a half of abusing my body (also working at a boring desk job isn't helping it much either)
3.) Cooking is relaxing and fulfilling
4.) I'm not physically active anymore.

Those are the surface causes in which each of those must have an underlying reason:

1.) Food is good and if my stomach is empty, my brain is likely to get the "I'm hungry" signal
2.) I was retarded and fell easily into influence
3.) I'm stressed and don't have many other activities and I like cooking
4.) Get some kind of exercise machine?

So how am I going to solve these problems?

1.) I really can't do much about not eating food, I’ll die.
2.) Maybe stop drinking?
3.) Eat just veggies and fruits and don’t cook meat stuff?
4.) Order new big tv and a stair stepper

So that is my plan thus far. I know I said I will get a gym membership like 3 weeks ago but I think getting a cool tv and a workout machine of some sort will definitely work. Yeah, because watching Anime on a big LCD tv and exercise at the same time is a great idea for someone like me who has ADHD. Uh...right, lets see how that goes…..

The things I've come to fear the most

are starting to flash before my eyes. What do I fear? Being broke! Becoming an old, fat chick. Superficial, yes I know I'll stay that way possibly. Of course there are other major things I fear but we won't get into that right now.

Lets first discuss the first part. This occurred to me when I was driving home from work today. Here I am jamming to my cool new cd that I stole out of my brother's car, so anyway driving in semi-traffic amongst other people trying to make it home, my windows are rolled down partially because I had a smoke earlier (I do that often now, blah) I look around me at the more professionally dressed individuals in their vehicles. Then I see this older couple walking on the sidewalk arms around each other. (I probably wouldn't have had such a good view of the pair had I been paying more attention to the roadway ahead of me instead of go up the curb toward them) yes, that's adorable and all those gushy feelings start to take over, but the first thought that came to my head was, "Oh fuck! I am gonna hit these geezers!" and also the thought of, "What music will I listen to when I get that age?!" Surely a song that crones "We're gonna stay 18 forever" or something that rocks the title "21 and invincible" won't suffice.

I love this young and reckless feeling, this feeling where a lack of direction is equivalent to the hopeful future-to-come. I have always been ready to settle down and here I am, settled. Just because things are so much more predictable and I'm just that much of a risk-taker. Not that settling is a bad thing. I honestly love my life and how it turned out so far but this lifestyle can only last so long. If I actually want to grow up and stop the whole 'Daddy to the Rescue' shit, that means I'd have to start saving, stop waiting on a trust fund, start climbing the metaphorical ladder, and actually start being responsible. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to face real life. I don't want to face adult life. I don't want to face financial situations. I don't want to learn what an IRA is. That's more like a nightmare than an actual fear, I suppose. Blah!

We can talk about the more obvious part tomorrow. The fat part.

Tea obsession

If you knew me well, you'd know that when it comes to food, I'm lazy, calorie-obsessed (sometimes), meat-loving, cheap-eats-seeking, mildly hypoglycemic, stress-eating, libation-pouring, and flavor-curious, but willing to splurge once in awhile. And you'd probably also know that I drink coffee.

Well recently, I've taken a liking to tea.

I've started tracking my calories since my self-esteem is inversely proportionate to my mass, therefore I will have a fitday link up soon. Tea satisfies my need for something warm and filling, and my need for something different and bland, also it makes me feel British. Stop laughing!

Now, with my diet plan in place, I will not let myself consume that preposterous amount of calories for something that doesn't even contain alcohol! I drink tea without anything added. I should try a little rum, just for flavor curiosity.

Months ago, my brother invested in an Aeropress Coffee Maker. The mechanism is marvelous, but the coffee I made was gross. It astounded me since all the reviewers raved about it. Therefore, I've merely cast the machine aside and went on with my tea drinking ways.

Today, I started contemplating my tea dilemma. See, my boss assumes I like the tea he has been purchasing for me lately. I guess you can't say he assumed when I am the one that told him I really liked it. I am such a bad liar but he is such a sweet man. I tried to pawn it off on my friend…sorry, Amy… but it backfired, my boss ended up getting me another tin of the TFH(Tea From Hell). Not only do I feel compelled to drink it but it's also making me sick.

I would love to have a new tea tumbler. The one I want is a Nissan something or other, no idea if that is even spelled correctly, sounds like a car to me… However, it is completely awesome! It comes with a tea basket! Those things cost so much though. But I say screw my budget! (it's already been deflowered since its January re-virginization by my brand new turbo, misc car parts and my sushi habit) I will probably give in and purchase one from Amazon. It has high ratings. I don't know what my obsession is with making single servings of beverages with nifty contraptions. I'm such a tea n00b.

Boredomness and stream of conciousness...

I have no motivation.
My job gives me depression.
Why am I working there? And for what?
MuthaFuccas
My tummy feels weird.
I ate too much.
I need a renewed sense of purpose.
I wish my god parents weren't selfish.
I want to destroy something.
Bang! Bang!
I need alcohol...
I wish I were drunk in Vegas right now.
I like not wearing makeup but I feel ugly without it.
I am insecure sometimes but you'd never know it.
Laughing Cow is awesome!
I wish I were drag racing every weekend. Stupid off season.
I hate this weather!
Some people irritate me.
BAD!
I like to smile and pretend I know what is going on.
I can't wait till the weekend. More sleep time.
Work is a bore.
My friends are awesome.
I only really have about 5 good ones. That to me is still too many.
What is it about "Sex and the City" that makes you want a Martini and a cigarette?
I want to dance.
I discovered that you can cry in the rain because no one will ever know.
Whoever says you can dance in the rain had better traction on their shoes.
I am going to bed now.

Just pissy thoughts

The economy scares the crap out of me. I love spending money on nice things and now I can't anymore because everything is so expensive. I did some math and I spend about 4% of my net income on gasoline. How lame. I need to move closer to work...wherever that may be in the near future.. I keep thinking I want to quit this job... Ick!

I have been trying for the longest... wait, let me take that back... what I meant to say was I have been saying for the longest time now that I want to get toned. Mostly because IFO is coming up in April, I have a shoot in March and I have been neglecting my body. People think I look fine but only I see myself naked to know my own flaws. I don't take good pictures anymore. But I think I still look kinda normal in real life. I blame the cold weather for the evil carb cravings I have. Amy and I agreed the winter is what is killing us and causing us to have snack attacks for warmth. I wish this American-owned company I work for would turn on the heat for once so I wouldn't have to snack and such to stay warm at my desk. I can possibly claim worker's comp for Hypothermia... Then again, I think RS wants us to freeze to death so that we are unable to fill out paperwork to claim worker's compensation. Ugh.. I am just pissy this week.

Burger vs. Sandwich

A burger is a sandwich. A sandwich may not be a burger. In essence, burgers are a subset of sandwiches. A burger requires a PATTY, be it beef, turkey or veggie mush. But it is still a sandwich. Ideally the ingredients are ground together and held together by its own consistency. Therefore, breaded and fried patties are not really burgers, i.e. chicken and fish sandwiches.

Ok the reason for my ramblings of burgers and sandwiches, I would just like to take back what I said about hating them because I had nasty pink smothered pork chops today for lunch and wished I had a burger/sandwich instead.

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Superbowl tonight...Work tomorrow... Random Blahs

The Superbowl is tonight. I may not even watch it. I feel sick. I drink too much now. Since I've been on that Mailbu and Coke trip, I've been drinking nothing but Rum and Coke everyday since my friends and I had lunch at Boomerjack's a couple weeks ago. I even made hubby take me to the liquor store Friday night so I can buy a big bottle of Bacardi Rum. So far, I have at LEAST three glasses a day. I think I should drink until I burn myself out and pick up a new habit. Yea, right.

Tomorrow (Monday).... what a drag! I feel so inadequate when starting the week off at work. And it is not only Mondays that get to me, I don't actually wake up and feel motivated at work until possibly mid-week and then I get lazy and whine for the weekend to come. It's not that I hate my job, I just find it boring. I do however hate paperwork, sitting at a desk, and I hate having to just deal... I wish I weren't OCD or ADHD so I would want to stay home and be a housewife but minus all the cleaning and chores and laundry duties that one must take on when being a housewife. That's it! I may just be working to avoid having to do those chores!

I am soooo hungover!! Last night, we went to our best friends, Josh and Shelly's new home to celebrate Shelly's graduation from Med school. It was awesome... while there for about 6 hours, five games of Beer Pong and a million drinks later, we somehow ended up buying another car and planning a trip with two other couples and two of their random friends to Vegas. WOW! I didn't know I was THAT friendly!! But, I am excited to explore Vegas with my new found friends as well as get Shelly shit faced in a place she has never been before! Too exciting! That was the most expensive party I have been to in my entire life... For future references: 1. Linda, don't play BEER PONG. 2. Don't drink EVERYTHING that is handed to you no matter how pretty the colorful drinks are. 3. Do not wander around an unfamiliar neighborhood and look in peoples garages or driveways, this should help avoid future drunken car purchases. 4. Next time get the new found friends names before planning trips with them.

Everything worked out, I suppose. My weekend was pretty awesome. I have to go pick up my new car now. =/

Random Pre-work and At-work thoughts

I suck at waking up in the morning for work, ugh. I also had a Diet Coke because I ate too much last night and didn't want the calorie intake of a proper breakfast; although when I got to work, my friends and I went and grabbed our usual breakfast of choice...mine being chips and hawaiian roll. Very hearty...

So when I was driving this morning, there was this billboard that said "mpg:)" in huge bold letters against a blue background. After more careful inspection, it was an ad for some hybrid car and evidently it gets good gas mileage, hence the milespergallon. Is it dorky that the first thing I thought of when I saw "mpg:)" was MPEG files? What a moron. Oh well, I have had blonde moments amany times. Most I keep to myself...

Today is Friday, the end of the WTF? week so I am hoping my friends will be on board with me to grab a quick drink after work. Just a Bu and Coke for a more relaxed attitude on the drive home while sitting in shitty traffic.... (Shitty for me because my friends actually have patience and I have thoughts of displaying a shotgun on my back window to scare other drivers to either back off or move out of my way.)

Lunch

So I took two separate lunches today. Of course it only counted as one because it totaled an hour, just broken up.... Who would have an issue with that, right? Well some biatch did! She made it clear that she ran into us at the store. Whatever! Who cares? Why would anyone have an issue about me taking an hour lunch? This would be the first time I have ever actually taken exactly an hour because every other day I am gone for at least two hours. So why bitch now?! They should be happy. I should get a gold star for christsakes. Jeez, some people are so irritating.

Speaking of irritating. I work with a very socially inept and unaware individual, yes she is Canadian. She thinks speaking to people in squeaky little voices and talking to them like they are five years old is cute. She is not so cute. I don't want to be mean to her but me being a borderline sociapath and her having avoidant personality disorder doesn't work out too well. I try my best to ignore her flaws but it is hard. And on top of all that, she has an odor. Jesus H Christ, that smell! I can't even begin to describe that smell.... Standing next to her makes me think of people who don't wear socks when they run a marathon and come back smelling like corn chips and balls sweat.

Saints vs. Colts 2/7/2010

The Saints are cool, but what the hell?! Like the games were so painful to watch. I would watch a game and cringe the whole time. People say that I only became a Saints fan because they were good during the season. Not true. I just appreciate a game well played. I'm not bandwagon jumping! I can say good luck to them this Sunday but they are playing the Colts. I like the Colts as well.... they are good. I honestly think Colts will dominate but I won't say anything just in case I am wrong and the Saints win, in which I will go back to claiming I am a Saints fan.

Breakfast of this Champion

Today's variety included a vegetable (Lay's Stax potato chips, 13 pieces), a banana and two Biscoff cookies (I would say this counted as one cookie since they came in a little package together).

I was told NOT to patent my dieting tips since it would not be effective for some. Oh well.