My first "Big Girl" test in two years...
Ugggh we have our first exam today in Biology of Sex. It's not even on the interesting sex stuff... just about the "fathers of evolution" and cell structure and how evolution relates to reproduction and all that. Luckily I've made a habit out of bringing my laptop to class, pain in the ass that it is, so studying is a lot easier and I retain information WAY better than I used to. My notes are disorganized as fuck but hey, whatever. They're more organized than my paper notebooks full of longing wistful journal entries with the occasional smattering of class material.
I skipped out on pilates this week. I needed the time to study for the test in bio, but I've also been sick and I just haven't felt well enough to lie on my side, suck in my tummy, and stick my leg in the air while twirling it in torturous circles. Sooo we've hit a temporary setback in my mission to get fit and kick ass. Plus, of course, since I've been sick and too lazy to cook, I've been eating delicious RICH ready-to-eat dishes from Whole Foods. God I love Whole Foods. As a foodie, it's like walking into an upscale porn shop full of tasty erotica all over the place. Did I REALLY need that rose petal jelly? no, probably not. BUT OH MY GOD IT'S JELLY MADE OUT OF ROSE PETALS!!!
Ahem.
I am slightly ashamed of the yuppie I have become. I have a personal trainer, I drink Starbucks almost daily, I shop at Whole Foods, and to top it off I have a fucking SUV now. Aaand don't forget my two red couches from Scandanavian Designs that I got off Craigslist. Or my monthly membership to a Massage Envy, where my cute little swedish friend Chris gives me a monthly rub down. Or my visits to Paulo for my hair. Or my weekly bitch fests with my therapist. I blame Rob mostly, but some of the blame also goes to Mandie, just because I feel like blaming Mandie. :)
I will always retain my freaky hippie roots, don't get me wrong. It would be pretty impossible to forget those. But hey, life is good, no?
Aaand now I'm off to cram.
I skipped out on pilates this week. I needed the time to study for the test in bio, but I've also been sick and I just haven't felt well enough to lie on my side, suck in my tummy, and stick my leg in the air while twirling it in torturous circles. Sooo we've hit a temporary setback in my mission to get fit and kick ass. Plus, of course, since I've been sick and too lazy to cook, I've been eating delicious RICH ready-to-eat dishes from Whole Foods. God I love Whole Foods. As a foodie, it's like walking into an upscale porn shop full of tasty erotica all over the place. Did I REALLY need that rose petal jelly? no, probably not. BUT OH MY GOD IT'S JELLY MADE OUT OF ROSE PETALS!!!
Ahem.
I am slightly ashamed of the yuppie I have become. I have a personal trainer, I drink Starbucks almost daily, I shop at Whole Foods, and to top it off I have a fucking SUV now. Aaand don't forget my two red couches from Scandanavian Designs that I got off Craigslist. Or my monthly membership to a Massage Envy, where my cute little swedish friend Chris gives me a monthly rub down. Or my visits to Paulo for my hair. Or my weekly bitch fests with my therapist. I blame Rob mostly, but some of the blame also goes to Mandie, just because I feel like blaming Mandie. :)
I will always retain my freaky hippie roots, don't get me wrong. It would be pretty impossible to forget those. But hey, life is good, no?
Aaand now I'm off to cram.