Its spring break so far I have:

done my taxes.
gone to the dentist.
gone to the eye doctor.
gone to the gym.
had coffee.
ate dinner with my mom.
woken up at 8.

oh yeah. i rage hard.

Dear Red Glasses,

You helped me study. You helped me look like a sexy school girl at frat parties. You helped me see the board. You helped me watch T.V. You gave my weary smoggy eyes a rest in China. When I had an allergic reaction to my contacts, you were there for me everyday. I remember finding you and loving you. But now you are gone. A seemly nice man broke you. I thought I could trust him because he was an eye doctor, but he snapped you in half. Right in front of my eyes. I watched him hurt you.  I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t repair it, but I was just trying to change your lens so I could see out of you again. Please forgive me and rest in peace poor glasses.

As everyone who knows me knows, I hate the winter. I hate the cold. I hate snow. I think people who live where it is often cold are completely nuts. I live in Atlanta the only city I know of with a reference to temperature in its name but HOTlanta is cold. Its been windy and freezing all week. It snowed yesterday.

THE INSIDE OF MY NOSE IS CHAPPED. MAKE THE PAIN STOP NOW.

Going to the gym has to be a lie. I just don’t believe anyone ever started going to the gym and got in any better shape not unless they have serious self confidence issues or take steroids.

Types of people I see at the gym
1. Fat girls who are only kind of working out, but have seriously expensive work out gear on.

2. Fat girls working out so hard I fear they will fall over. Today at the gym the girl next to me was reading an Ikea catalogue and sweating like woah. She looked to be the most miserable person alike at that moment.

3. Girls with no muscle mass. HOW DO THEIR TINY LEGS RUN????? I keep expecting them to fall over and get sucked up into the treadmill.

4. In shape people who look surprised to see me there.

5. Guys who take roids and I see at the gym every time I go there.

6. Normal looking people playing basketball.

7. My sister.

In conclusion people (like me) need to play a sport. Running on a treadmill sucks. hard.

Someone was deeply mistaken when they gave our town this name.

I suck at lent.

Today I ate a bag of cheetos, half a candy bar, and three cupcakes.

oops?

If you are going to a neon party, but half your closet is neon, how do you pick?

Somehow these weren’t a disaster, but I’ll warn you my baking skills are about as good as my blackberry photography skills.

My boyfriend left a half eaten bag of tostitos on my desk. I CAN’T TAKE IT. They are there. Calllliiiiinnnggggg tooooo meeeeeeeeee.

In other news I FINALLY baked myself some cookies. I can eat them guilt free.

I also found kool-aid singles at the store. They are awesome and have totally curbed my cravings for any kind of soda.

I still want cheetos, salt and vinegar chips, and late night ice cream.

Does breaking Lent count if you were drunk when you did it?

I used this in a party invite, but its so cute I wanted to post it here too.