Diet update: week four et al.
I have lost, get this bitches, 18 pounds. HAhahaha! I will keep this going and by Lil' Bob's wedding day, September 10th? (I should find that out), I will have to have my dress taken in. That's right, I said it: TAKEN IN!
I still look smooshy. Damn belly fat. My butt looks awesome though.
The Thesis Defense was very interesting, I hope mine goes so smoothly. I told her that hers was better written than many I've seen at the Master's level (ya'lls selves excluded, of course). She rocked the casbah.
Am still working on the Romance, and have started chapter 3 with some gaps still glaring at me from chapter 2. I should get those filled in this week. Where is it going now? I dunno. All that's there so far is Winter waking up on Ben's couch. What's gonna happen??? (For ya'll who haven't read my shite, Ben is not the love interest.)
Lastly, and painfully, I have that freaking Graviation song stuck in my head. It hurtzes. "Don't forget smile again."
I am rereading Fake, and there is no news on the delivery of my purchased copy of the dvd. SO...I have requested it from NetFlix, and NO, Rabbit, they do not have LEVEL-C at Netflix, apparently it is too naughty (they don't have gravitation either). To sum up, FAKE on it's way wednesday from Netflix, and on back order in Tokyo from Animenation.
What else...the sammy idea was dumb. We will be on the lookout for a free dog, but will not actively pursue dog ownerdom: Bruce came from Jesus because I prayed real hard for a fuzzy dog of my own, so...(am I kidding, you don't know...stop judging me!) we figure that karma will send us a dog when we really need one. And I don't want a damned chihuahua (although I will taunt yours Rabbit, "You want a taco, doggy? mmmm...taco.").
Roy is busy now applying for the KAC grant, and is meeting with the coordinator tommorrow, I am working on crazy theses at the grad college, and B is pouting like I took his pig nose (which I did not). Now, I have to go rassle my dog, and help Roy out with some paperwork. So, vaya con huevos.
I still look smooshy. Damn belly fat. My butt looks awesome though.
The Thesis Defense was very interesting, I hope mine goes so smoothly. I told her that hers was better written than many I've seen at the Master's level (ya'lls selves excluded, of course). She rocked the casbah.
Am still working on the Romance, and have started chapter 3 with some gaps still glaring at me from chapter 2. I should get those filled in this week. Where is it going now? I dunno. All that's there so far is Winter waking up on Ben's couch. What's gonna happen??? (For ya'll who haven't read my shite, Ben is not the love interest.)
Lastly, and painfully, I have that freaking Graviation song stuck in my head. It hurtzes. "Don't forget smile again."
I am rereading Fake, and there is no news on the delivery of my purchased copy of the dvd. SO...I have requested it from NetFlix, and NO, Rabbit, they do not have LEVEL-C at Netflix, apparently it is too naughty (they don't have gravitation either). To sum up, FAKE on it's way wednesday from Netflix, and on back order in Tokyo from Animenation.
What else...the sammy idea was dumb. We will be on the lookout for a free dog, but will not actively pursue dog ownerdom: Bruce came from Jesus because I prayed real hard for a fuzzy dog of my own, so...(am I kidding, you don't know...stop judging me!) we figure that karma will send us a dog when we really need one. And I don't want a damned chihuahua (although I will taunt yours Rabbit, "You want a taco, doggy? mmmm...taco.").
Roy is busy now applying for the KAC grant, and is meeting with the coordinator tommorrow, I am working on crazy theses at the grad college, and B is pouting like I took his pig nose (which I did not). Now, I have to go rassle my dog, and help Roy out with some paperwork. So, vaya con huevos.