It has once again (actually twice again) been proved that I no longer have an core strength. I suck.
I am happy that the debates are over. I will be happier when the election is over. I will be happiest if whomever is elected actually produces something other than hot air regarding everything he has promised.
Lovey and I are not Joe or Joella six pack.
I find it amusing that people are all up in arms about Representative Murtha out of western PA saying that the area is racist, but Obama will probably still win. (Newsweek) Oh, he shouldn't say stuff like that. Um, whatever. It's not the race card, it's the truth.
I feel like I live in some sort of bubble. I know that the economy is bad, but I have been fortunate enough to not be affected by it (KNOCKING ON ALL THE WOOD I CAN FIND). I often feel bad because I know that others are struggling while our family plans a vacation. I am not sure how to reconcile this with myself outside of reminding myself that I saved for an entire year to take it.
Lovey makes me laugh. When we go out to eat, he says it's okay to have an appetizer too, and a drink, because we're boosting the economy.
MommaShyner sent me a top in the mail yesterday. She said that she thought it would look cute after the procedure. Lovey liked it. I'm still deciding. It's kinda slutty. Thanks mom!
I have bruises on my leg and they look like finger marks. They aren't, but it took me a while to figure out what they were from. Oh circus, I love you and your injuries.
I have had a knot in my neck for nearly 2 weeks and no matter what I try, it won't go away. May I please have a new neck now?
Joe the plumber, Joe the plumber, Joe the plumber, Joe the plumber. I wonder if he'll get a plumber's license before he decides to buy the business he's been working for for so long. I know nothing about plumbing. I wonder if he needs one?
Here comes NaNoWriMo. I wonder if I'll be able to do it this year. I've got a story rattling around in my head, but I think it would take way longer than a month to get it out. I might be able to outline it in a month.
I'm getting stretchy. Closer to getting into a split than I have ever been. I also learned that I am trying to stretch the wrong part of my back. Go figure.
I love sushi. Just sayin'.
Btw, hi, where did this whole year go already? I mean, I guess I'm not complaining because it's that much closer to a lot of things, but DAYUMN!
I had a crazy dream last night about heckling some hot dude celeb and running away and him tracking me down. And for this, I slept the whole night through which I have not been able to do for the last 3 or 4 nights.
Newsflash: Wendy Testaburger kicked Eric Cartman's ass last night because he's an asshole. (it might say not available, but it is)
I've only seen a little clip (since I can't stay up until 11) of David Alan Greer's new show, Chocolate News, but I think it'll be pretty good.
