I really didn't feel like writing anything today because nothing interesting really happened... but, I know myself. If I start this "I really don't feel like it" bullshit now, then I'll continue to do it. I wish I could tell you something completely kick ass... Like, I woke up this morning to a living room full of chimps slinging poo at one another and I had to call my bff, Jack Sparrow, to stop them. After that, we had an excellent lunch of sushi and beer and came back to my place and ravished each other. Yeah... it didn't happen. In all honesty, I spent most of my day on the computer looking for jobs and various ways of making money. Too bad I'm getting too old to be an escort. Too young to be a cougar that could find some rich college frat boy and steal his daddy's money. I thought about becoming a clother (get paid to put clothes on instead of stay nude) because I could make a killing at that. Unless there are some chubby chasers in there, then I'm screwed.
I'm starting my workouts tomorrow. Hopefully my ankle will fall off, I'll at least lose 5 pounds that way. I think the best way for me to get started (again) will be to pop in a workout DVD and sweat my ass off once or twice a day. I'll continue to drink more water. As of right now, I'm drinking around eight 16.9oz bottles a day. I've heard that you're supposed to get your weight and divide it by 2 (ex-680lbs/2=360) and drink that many (360) ounces a day. That could just be a load of horse shit, but it sounds good to me, so I'm going with it. No, I don't weigh 680, get that out of your head. So, technically, I only need to drink around 5 bottles a day, but I want to stay nice and hydrated. Holy shit, that just got really boring. My bad. I guess I'm just going to leave you all wondering what else I was going to say........... I can hear Jack calling me to bed.
Good night [future] skinny bitches!
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