i remember nothing.

i went to post a comment and low and behold, i've got a blogger account. old age sucks or the fact i have these things all over the place!

a smoke and a pancake

whoop-whoop! i have actually been getting off my lazy butt and working out. yesterday, a bike ride. the weekend, a little golf. some bootcamp in between. i'm gonna be ripped! ha! i feel a little bit better about myself. tv sucks me into this void, where i find myself spending hours on end watching one meaningless show after another. can't . . . seem to . . . break free- it's grip is just too powerful. maybe if i keep working out i can shed the shackles. blow-out begins tonight...what to do.

wicked

rachel's been getting a ton of compliments on the invites. i need to seriously think about breaking off and doing my own thing. especially now. i really have no desire to work additional hours then i do now. so it's either all or not. what shall i do? i keep pondering but nothing happens. first step...website of some kind. gotta get myself out there. maybe business cards...

hmmmmm.

tall, mocha frappacino with whip cream

i walked into starbucks the other day and the lady knew what i wanted before i wanted it. that tells me i've become a coffee whore! i'm basically paying 3 bucks for a shot of pure, mouth-watering pleasure. and what's funny about the whole thing - - i hate coffee. disguise it with chocolate, milk and whipped cream, i'm all yours. must put a cap on these as well.