I am not big on jewerly. I lose it. I am not big on flowers. They die. I am not big on chocolates. They make my tummy wobble. You know what I am big on? Shit like this. If a guy gave me one of those, I think I would be his forever. And ever.
My political thought for the day:
I read this and realized how much hedonism encapsulates me. I think it will encapsulate me all weekend long, actually.
I have one month to drop 10 pounds. Weddings coming up. I have no will power. I also have no energy to work out. I am just a sad sack. I guess if I drink this weekend, it will have to be at these spots.
This week flew by like a mofo! My boss has been gone. Bethany is leaving at 4pm today. Going to clean my room for "guests" and listen to my iPod on full blast. The lights will be off, with only my green screen behind me to illuminate my killer moves.
Question of the day:
Are these really necessary?
I need a massage. Is there any tiny Asians out there willing to walk upon my back?
Hope everyone has an action-packed weekend! Wrap it up!