Today was so wonderfully productive and I am ecstatic. I woke up early, did my laundry, met with a professor, was reassured by all that he told me, went to the doctor, found out I still have sinusitis-- which sucks but, you know, let the small things go, i'll get better at some point, it was otherwise a really great day-- went to the pharmacy, read Maxim while I waited for my prescription, got coffee and talked with this girl I think is awesome and for the most part admire from afar, went to class, talked more with my professor after class (He signed my very important Area of Concentration form, a gesture tantamount in value to saving my life and giving me a million dollars. I like him. He likes me too, not in a pervy way, but I think he finds my enthusiasm endearing and my life experience impressive. I can tell.), went to Whole Foods (on the way there I saw my piercer outside the studio, I have a sort of thing for him and am determined to someday get him in the sack), got a free croissant, came back, cleaned my room and bathroom, opened a particularly challenging jar of pickles with my monstrous strength, and have been sitting here drinking Italian mineral water ever since. I have a meeting at 9 and then after that I have to decide whether to go to bed early so I can get up and finish my paper, or stay up and plow through. I'm not relishing either option but I think my blissfulness will see me through this endeavor.
It's almost Monday and by Monday, dear God, I will have done everything important and I can go camping and have sex. I think I'll go back to work next week on Friday or Saturday. I'm debating going to the gym for a few days first because I can lose weight really quickly just by being active, and I need to peel off the five pounds I've put on the last few weeks by sitting here and writing papers and snacking. Or else I could just go back to work and deal with being a chunky stripper for a little while, one week of dancing will get me back into reasonable shape. I'm a curvy girl anyway and my ass is money in the bank. Come put some money in my garter and see for yourself.
It's almost Monday and by Monday, dear God, I will have done everything important and I can go camping and have sex. I think I'll go back to work next week on Friday or Saturday. I'm debating going to the gym for a few days first because I can lose weight really quickly just by being active, and I need to peel off the five pounds I've put on the last few weeks by sitting here and writing papers and snacking. Or else I could just go back to work and deal with being a chunky stripper for a little while, one week of dancing will get me back into reasonable shape. I'm a curvy girl anyway and my ass is money in the bank. Come put some money in my garter and see for yourself.
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Where do you dance? I've been thinking about getting into it.
Edited to say: I think you and I have the same crush.
[Edited on May 01, 2005 11:27PM]