Eating Crow

So, they actually won. I guess I'm going to eat crow because I swore that they were going to lose when they were down 2-0 after the first two games in Oakland. I'll admit I was wrong and that I had no faith in them to "cowboy up".

Who the hell's idea was it to use that stupid phrase? I bet what's-his-face who said it is regretting that.

And who's the guy they have dancing in his dorm room to Born In the USA? Which player?

I need to get my act together and take a shower. I've been kind of lounging all day since I was sick yesterday. I was actually trying to take a nap earlier, but the phone rang 9 million times. I'm taking this as a sign I'm not meant to nap today. I have to work tonight, too, which I don't feel like, but hey... I need the money. I'm going to try and go to Vermont next week-end if I can afford it. Also, must remember to call Dawn and make sure that this is ok.

I'm going to shower after I finish this yoghurt.

Pulled ass muscles >_

I pulled all sorts of muscles in my ass doing something. I wish I knew how, but all I know is that I woke up this morning feeling like I spent three hours on the butt machine. I wish I had any idea how I did this. Ha, I'll be getting buff in my sleep.

My feet do not hurt as much as they did in the past. The report shoes I wore tonight helped immensely. I'm going to wear then again on Thursday, unless I can come by some new, better shoes tomorrow.

I want my new bras to be here now. I desperately want to have something a little different to wear then the same two that I still fit into. Evil, stupid big breasts.

I'm wicked overtired. I was trying to sleep in today, after my doctor's appointment, but the phone rang an assload of times for nothing good. I actually should go to bed, since I need to get up at 8, at the lastest so I can do the shower and prep for school thing.

Totally out of it... Must sleep.