I gotta work out. I keep saying it all the time. I keep saying I gotta start working out. It's been about two months since I've worked out. And I just don't have the time. Which uh..is odd. Because I have the time to go out to dinner. And uh..and watch tv. And get a bone density test. And uh.. try to figure out what my phone number spells in words. - Ellen DeGeneres
I love this quote. It's so me. Not about working out, but all the "I gotta" statements in life. Of course there are definitely some things you wish you could do once and then it's done. Exercise, cleaning and shaving are 3 of those things. If that was the case, I'd work out till I dropped... and then reap the benefits forever! Alas, there is the upkeep. The benefits from the crazyass workout just don't count anymore after a few days of couch potatohood... and somehow the house even gets dirty when you're not home for weeks. What's with that?
So now it's time to catch up. The shaving part was easy, I mean, no one wants to look at man-pits. The exercise, well, it happens. The cleaning... KRIKE. If you happened to be at my house tonight, you would've heard, "Help! I'm drowning in clutter!!!" coming from my bedroom.
Perhaps I'm in the wrong field. I should have gotten into epigenetics. Then maybe I'd have a hope of switching off this packrat-gene.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
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4 comments:
Your blog is weak.
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the turd.
What the?
YOU'RE weak!
speaking of turds, check out my dumps...... the link is from my blog. I love poo.
http://graduateschoolbarbie.blogspot.com/2007/04/scatalogical-humour.html
That is icky!
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