let me hear you say...
Today's the birthdate of my favoritest ROCKSTAR in the world!!!
Happy Birthday, Stone!
Hope it's the bestest! Yee haw! If I actually knew Stone, I'd give you my couch as a birthday present...because I know Stone would love my couch. It's plaid and awesome.
Anyway. I FINALLY made it to Jazzercise yesterday. It felt so damn good! And I didn't even get sick like I thought I would. Maybe I was so happy because my favorite instructer
was back (she was off for a couple of weeks getting married). There's a new mat routine to Britney Spears' remake of My Prerogative...it kicks your booty like the
routine to Sunday Morning by Maroon 5...which means I like it...a lot! I didn't get to Jazzercise today...wish I went, but I hung out with my parents instead.
I looked at my credit card statement online yesterday...and almost had a heartattack. I have to quit buying things. No more picture frames...my walls
can be bare. I have so much shit to hang...not even funny...
Work's getting a little insane. I woke up in the middle of the night on Friday all stressed out about work. I couldn't stop thinking about work: I had to turn the tv on to distract
myself. I just hope things calm down soon...but it's going to take a lot of work before things can calm down.
I wish I had more fun stuff on my iPod. Not rap...rap is fun...but I'm not in a rap mood as of late. I want cheese...but not pop cheese. I'm in such a music funk. I hate being
in a music funk...
this shit is bananas...
