Damn my inability to do simple math. Damn it to hell! *seethes*
Also, it's 40 degrees (coldest EVER April--YAY!)...so obviously I want to go swimming.
My back is feeling much better...I looked for tips online, and it may be a case of wimpy abs, so I've started my crunches again. Maybe I'll get some sexy!abs, too ;)
Had a dream last night in which I was dropped in the middle of Indianapolis and had to get to my grandmother's house, only nothing looked the way it should. Yet I knew exactly where I was. VERY weird.
If NBC cancels Raines I will cry for DAYS. How is it that I don't cry over real people, yet TV tugs at my emotions?
Probably the worst idea ever:
iPod/cell bluetooth bike helmet. So...loud ass Metallica + heavy traffic = dead cyclist. GREAT PLAN!
SPAM! SPAM SPAM!! (eggs and spam)