Top Ten Ways To Avoid Doing Any Work Whatsoever..
Okay, so I was going to make a list, but I doubt my attention span will allow that thought to carry out. So instead, I'll just bitch about nothing for a couple of lines, kay? Thought so, bitches...
I bought a planner. I was dedicated. So why, pray tell, have I done nothing but scratch my ass all day? (Okay, so I really didn't scratch my ass all day, 'cause you know, that's gross, but whatever...) Granted, I did go to the gym this morning at 9 to somehow entangle myself in the depths of the Step Class from HELL, hopelessly labeling myself as the 'black girl who lost her rhythmn'. A little advice? If anyone asks you to take a Double Step Advanced Class, shoot them and run. Don't look back. And maybe you should stop at Burger King for a Jr. Whopper. You know, just for kicks. My mucsles are entirely too sore, my foot is probably sprained, at least it feels like it, anyway. Damn Step classes. Bah! Anyhoo, by the time I returned home, went to the grocery store, Walmart, and Yank Sing II to go pick up my parents' order, I was damn tired. Basically, I've been sitting on my ass, itchy, mind you, thanks to some god forsaken Yeast Infection that I got last week because of my antibiotics, watching the most mind numbing televison ever invented by mankind. And quite possibly, some monkeys.
Am I crazy? Duly noted.
I bought a planner. I was dedicated. So why, pray tell, have I done nothing but scratch my ass all day? (Okay, so I really didn't scratch my ass all day, 'cause you know, that's gross, but whatever...) Granted, I did go to the gym this morning at 9 to somehow entangle myself in the depths of the Step Class from HELL, hopelessly labeling myself as the 'black girl who lost her rhythmn'. A little advice? If anyone asks you to take a Double Step Advanced Class, shoot them and run. Don't look back. And maybe you should stop at Burger King for a Jr. Whopper. You know, just for kicks. My mucsles are entirely too sore, my foot is probably sprained, at least it feels like it, anyway. Damn Step classes. Bah! Anyhoo, by the time I returned home, went to the grocery store, Walmart, and Yank Sing II to go pick up my parents' order, I was damn tired. Basically, I've been sitting on my ass, itchy, mind you, thanks to some god forsaken Yeast Infection that I got last week because of my antibiotics, watching the most mind numbing televison ever invented by mankind. And quite possibly, some monkeys.
Am I crazy? Duly noted.