Dropping a deuce...

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Well, I woke up bright and early this morning. Eh...not really. I woke up around 8 in the a.m. That's still sleeping in 3 more hours than I normally do when I'm working. So, I woke up early and fixed Floppy some lunch for work. I ate some high-fiber cereal with strawberries, so the deuce is starting to drop

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I just got back from the gym. (This is my journal isn't it? I can fucking write as much as I want to. If you're tired of reading about my poor, pathetic life-then go stick your head in a pile of dirt.) The gym was fun. I love being able to go at a decent hour instead of late at night. Plus, there wasn't anyone there except old women who don't have to work. Score! There was this young chick there, and of course I have to buff up (yes men-we are competitive too) and look all cool in front of her. I mean-I gotta look like I'm the most awesome woman there, I know what I'm doing, and I'm losing weight all at the same time. Don't ask me why I feel the need to do this. I just do. Anyway, it was good. But, I started feeling wobbly towards the end (burnt too many calories I think) and finished up my sets, came home, and popped some protein in my belly.

My stupid car is making funky noises which I hope will be resolved tomorrow morning. I'm heading out of town this weekend and really have to have it fixed before then. Wish me good luck on this. I need it.

Well, a not-so-clean house is STILL calling my name as well as an unmowed lawn. Hmmm...which to do first? Now, that's the exciting part! I think I'll wait till evening to mow; it's getting hot outside. (So take off all your clothes.)
>:->

Oh-BTW-the Tiger is about to die. I cut his food in half this morning and he ate it all up in almost one bite. Now, he must wait until around 5 before he gets anymore. It hurts man. Thankfully, he decided to go take a nap under the bed while I was at the gym and still remains hidden. Good. I can't bear to hear him meow with hunger pains. :-(