Better In Time

So I joined a gym yesterday and worked out for 2 hours. My goal is to feed good about how I look in a bathing suit. Go me! It was torture because I was hungry and decided that Taco Bell would be a great idea an hour before the gym. Not the case. I was feeling awful after the gym. But during the gym it felt great. I made a commitment that I intent to keep!
And I started growing out my nails about 2 weeks ago. They are long enough to paint but not long enough where anyone really notices a difference but me, which is a lot for me. I've grown them out ONCE that I can remember in the past 20 years. So I'm optimistic about keeping them long this time. It's a big change for me. I feel like being in the relationship I was in the last 3 1/2 years I lost a lot of myself. Which happens and is not unusual, but I want to get back to me and do things for myself. I'm sure working out and growing out my nails might attract men (bonus!) but I'm not ready to date yet, I've decided. I have a lot of work to do on me on the inside before I can work on anyone else. Maybe I'll make an exception to work on someone else's outsides... ;) HA!

So I was all excited to post in the blog and now I feel blah and not entertaining so here's something from the archives:

Monday, December 5th, 2005

Two Things You Want Really Badly
1. my fridge to be constantly stocked with 2% milk
2. a truckload of money to arrive on my doorstep, filled with $100 bills with my beautiful, photogenic face on them that are accepted everywhere

Two Things You Normally Wouldn't Admit
1. i don't wash my feet everytime i shower
2. the last time i peed my pants was not when i was 5 years old or under

AND the ever unforgettable...

Sunday, June 5th, 2005

5:29 pm - my name is miguel

i'm going on a trip in my pants with my sistas and with me i'm bringing: Anal probe, Baboushka, Crustacean, Dalmation with uric acid, not urine, Entemologist, French poodle with a facelift, Gorgonzola filet, Hungry Hungru Hippo, Indigo girl, Jermaine Dupre, Kangaroo droppings, Lingere made from liver, My left fallopian tube, Nude babies parenthesee seven parenthesee Opium, to shake things up a bit. Peanut farmer, Queer literature, to stimulate our minds, Richard Simmons with a case of the rabies, Severe injury resulting from Michelle's automobile, Terry cloth bathrobe, Urinary tract infection resulting from sexual intercourse with Jesus H. Christ, Venemous 12-year old boy, Wolf shirts, Xanadu the place, not ze movie, Yaxipads, because I'm bleeding between my legs Zippers all of this resulted from boredom on the way to e. lansing to visit kt and tom. we saw "the sisterhood of the traveling pants" and since there were 5 of us, we all were different characters in the movie, and passed around michelle's leopard print stretch pants whenever our character's piece appeared. it was hilarious. and then we had a photo montage.