This water tastes grody *eyes it suspiciously*. And the ass-vitamins (my vitamins taste of ass. Tish can back me up on this) aren't helping. Nasty things, but I made the mistake of getting them at Costco, meaning I have enough to last me 'til the end of the year, at least.
I just ate a turkey burger (just the patty), and halfway through it I got the feeling that it was going to make me very sick. Which is odd, because I am paranoid about cooking meat thoroughly - to the point where it's often a bit overdone. It's sitting there on my plate and I am staring at it. We shall see who wins.
I do not care that I am not attending the University of North Florida. These shorts WILL BE MINE.
Tomorrow is Talk Like a Pirate Day. Sadly, I cannot seem to convince Michael that he should talk like a pirate. Well, more than he normally does.
Yeesh, I want to instantaneously lose all the weight I'd need to wear this corset. And while I'm at it, spontaneously find the money to buy it with.