I went to the gym tonight. I have gained seven pounds since summer. That is an entire new born baby for your information. Must be all of the macaroni&cheese, hot dogs, pizza, and beer. Stupid college life. Oh well I am actually impressed that it wasn't more since I have been pretty much a sloth for the last few months. Sloths are one of my favorite animals by the way. Right up there with wombats and penguins. Good thing the trip to Cancun has been cancelled, otherwise there would be seven extra pounds of junk in the drunk bouncing around. Too bad I don't actually have an ass, but I came to terms with that in high school when I realized I'd never be J.Lo. even with an ass.
Now I must resign myself to writing a paper about Robert Frost. Speaking of high school, writing silly papers about Mr. Frost and his friends seems so 2000. My, I am being productive today, I went into work early, I went to the gym, I washed my sheets, ran the dishwasher TWICE, and now I am going to make pretty words appear on the computer screen. What next? World peace probably.
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