Dysfunction Suits Me

Professor Crum There once was a Professor called Crum She had everyone at the base of her Thumb She really liked Some, And thought everyone else Dumb. GIS is her Toy, And she can't stop talking to "Pretty Boy". The rest of us are just part of her Ploy To make people feel bad, and find herself some Joy. It really helps her to Think If she has a little Drink, And brings us all to the Brink With a twitch of her nose, and a Wink.

The Humdrum It looks like I have become addicted to a new routine. Drop off Gabby, go to Big Apple Bagels, come home, get online. I don't think this bagel and coffee addiction is a good thing. I tried to change it up a bit and got veggie lite cream cheese instead of plain. It better be good. Gabby is going to her dad's for like the 5th weekend in a row. I feel like the world's worst mother...and that's probably a lot closer to the truth than I even realize. I am so excited that Josh started blogging. He's so witty and funny that reading his blogs is definitely an uplifting experience...everyone should try a little Josh humor. He'll get published and be famous, and give me half of the profits since I provide so much inspiration for his jokes!!! Jackass!!! This is it buddy. This is the way you're going to break into being on the New York Bestsellers!!! This is what you let law school go for. I'm not sure I'm liking this veggie lite stuff. It wouldn

Feeling the Urge . . . I'm kind of feeling an urge to blog this morning...just to get my thoughts out...do something to keep my mind busy and relieve some stress...yet, I don't seem to have anything to say. I totatlly skipped doing cardio this morning, and know that I won't make it to the gym for the rest of the day...being very lazy. I stopped this morning and got a bagel and coffee. I was standing in line with all the other people who were either wearing business suits or scrubs (I live in the medical center after all), and I felt quite out of place in my Maroon5 (yeah!) T-shirt and jeans that I wore to school last night and just threw on this morning to take Gabby to school. No make-up and hair in a ponytail. I was looking quite decrepit amongst those other "working folks"! I'm wondering how my life got to be this freakin' boring!!! And then I'm wondering why the bagel shop has to be right next to a mortuary?...just a thought.

I went to the gym today to work out with Aaron (trainer) even though I just did it yesterday at 4. He decides (after he's already put me through a grueling 30min) that it might not have been such a good idea to schedule me two days in a row. That's thinking ahead for you, and now I won't be able to walk tomorrow. Anyways, what I really want to talk about is this lady who I see at the gym every other day. She's always working out on the same machine (precor), and she's always wearing the same thing. She wears jean shorts (cuffed) and a white tank top. Her hair is dyed platinum blonde, she has on full make-up, and the part that really bothers me is the red colored nylons that she wears under tha shorts, and I'm not talking about "tights". I'm talkin' red see through nylons! Ok, I just had to vent a little on that one. I don't know why it bothers me so much, but I just really want to knock her down.

So Hot!!

Went to Maroon5 and John Mayer concert on Sunday with John. Had a blast. The weather was absolutely awesome. It was raining and the temperature dropped from like 90 to 75 degrees. Got a little wet, but it was better to be wet by the rain than sweat! Haven't talked to John since, and that's a good thing. I can't believe how much I felt like I was in junior high again watching Maroon5...like wanting to fantasize about having the singer (Adam) be my boyfriend...I've got major issues!!! LOL. I'm having a hard time setting up this whole blog thing...I need help!!!!!, Jess!!!!!!! Quit working and help me!!!!!!

I have no idea why I'm doing this. It's not like I don't already have myself on enough sites with enough info. I was looking at Jess' and thought hmmmm...let's give it a go...late for the gym as usual...this will have to wait.