this is usually a sign of severe mental instability.
or at least boredom.
I should be loading up the car to get to the gym for my 12:30 appointment.
but I'm not.
I'm sitting HERE.
chomping at the bit
had a fantastic shower.
yes, like that.
I nearly blacked out, actually.
don't usually treat myself quite that well,
but it was a good thing for a monday morning.
I'm running in a 5k this weekend.
am I ready?
do I care?
it IS braless Monday.
just until I put my shoes on.
because at that time I will also put on my sports bra.
which reminds me of how fucking LAME some girls are,
by wearing god damn push-up bras to the gym--
or, in fact, anything but a sports bra annoys the shit out of me.
it's not a pick up joint, girls,
so wash that nasty make up off, and put on a bra that will protect the tender tissue of your breasts and keep them perky well past your 30th birthday.
and now i'll go.
oh, and just because I haven't told you to go fuck yourselves lately,
doesn't mean you shouldn't.