And by work out I mean that I attempted to do these exercises for 20 minutes before my heart gave out.
And failed miserably. I did these at home exercises (maybe that was my problem) because I’m too embarrassed to go to the gym with my out of shape ass (I don’t mean literally my ass, I mean my body in general) and lasted 15 minutes before I felt like I was having a heart attack. Also, this work out stuff really hurts my wrist.
Because I’m already fat so I might as well enjoy it.
That no, I do not look like Fairuza Balk, and nothing you say or do will change that.
I’m wearing my Kate Moss tshirt today and the chick at the Duane Reade asked me if it was a “chick” or a “dude”. When I laughed and said it was Kate Moss she replied “she’s so flat chested I can’t tell”.
I just took a shower for the first time since Wednesday morning.
Can someone please join me in laughing at the fact that Jennifer Lopez’s new song is called…wait for it….”Papi”?