I'm going to copy Valentine (nany nany) and make a drunk post! (but not really that drunk, but kind of). K.
Today sucked. My baby's in the animal hospital for a mysterious swollen leg. Maybe I can pick her up tomorow morning. Breaks my heart! The weather was freezing rain all day. I broke my fast because I was so stressed. My first visit with a personal trainer said thqat if I have a "consistant workout routine" that my body fat percentage and blood pressure will go down easily. EXCUSE ME have I not been working out solidly from sunrise to sunset for the last eight months? You think your fucking hour a day is going to make a difference? Kiss my ass, skinny little worm. Arrrrrrg so now I feel fat. THANKS. But then I met some people @ the "underground frat" that aparently is a block away from my apartment (yes, it's the ONLY frat) and believe it or not...they were not 100% douches. Ya. Surprised the fancy pants off of me. Well, I wish...getting laid would be nice, but that's what you get for looking like a boy.
Peace motha fuckas, that was my life today. I love you.

PS-Got my baby back I got my baby back, baby back, baby back....