Today I must stop putting off going to the gym. Especially after yesterday.
I wore this dress...
That's me on the far left in the black & white.
Keep in mind this photo was taken in August. The dress fit then. So I wore it yesterday because a)I'm too lazy to unpack and b)They can't make me do anything too 'physical' (lifting, carrying, etc) if I'm all dressed up. So I put the dress on to discover it was now like 2 sizes too big. Had I lost THAT much weight? So I was pretty happy about that. Happy enough to eat 1 cheesestick, 1 slice Hawiian pizza, a TON of candy and ice cream cake at Penelope's birthday party.
I guess I'm trying to fill the dress back out. Hence today = gym.
Also, everyone needs to take note of my new link for Bad Movies.Org, which is good for hours of entertainment when you should be working.
Have I mentioned how badly I miss Brian? I thought by now it might go without saying.
So I said it anyaway.
Hey! remember Garbage Pail Kids?
Thursday, February 23, 2006
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*seriously* sheltered! garbage pail kids were so awesome! unless my brother was cramming the little cards in my face... then they weren't that funny.
i wish i had a gym partner. i must make do at home with my ddr obsession.
You CANT hate DDR!
You Just CANT!!!!!!!!
oh, one day, the obsession will rise from the depths. an obsession the world has never seen.
his feet will BE ON FIRE!
i can feel it in me bones.
I do remember garbage pail kids. I had both regular cabbage patch dolls, and their counterpart cards.
Beth, I have a theory that anyone born after me (Sept 1981, and quite possibly some before) are suffering from a generation gap that makes them impossible to relate to (or near it).
Hence.. we all loved garbage pail kids, and yet brian, not so much younger, but just young enough, has no idea what we're talking about.
I'm telling you, post-1981 is a whole new world.
Yeah I've found that true with music so far. I don't know any of these post-punk groups he listens to are...and he's never heard of Hall & Oates!
The SHAME!
Hee.
The monster in your pocket is huge.
You know I had to go there.
GT.
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