Wednesday, August 31, 2005

You're nobody til somebody stalks you...

Anyone have a stalker? I had one once. It's not all it's cracked up to be. There was no televized court room drama for my stalker, no no. Just the relocation of 300+ miles away. Kind of miss it though...made me feel special...just kidding!

So in my random thoughts yesterday I was thinking about the whole hurricaine and how much it sucks for all of those people trapped in their attics. Here's what I want to know, some of these people looked damn able bodied. Why did they not evacuate? I mean the stats on this storm were enough to scare the crap out of me! Why stick around? I wonder when the Big Easy will be "back to normal" or will they just remane it New Orleans Inlet? Damn shame so much history there. Yes HISTORY you perverts! Not all about the boobies!

Lost a whole freaking pound. 30 more to go! I am so depressed. When did I allow my ass to get so fucking fat??? I have been drinking more water than a damn fish and trying not to eat like Michael Moore. I hear he went away to a fat camp run by Colin Powel. That would be interesting. With a name like Colin, do you suppose he would offer unlimited colonics? I mean that could be his slogan, Colonics by Colin: We'll suck the shit out of you and spew it on to the poo poo head that is Saadam.

I could go on all day, but I am going to go work the cul-de-sac with my new Alexis Vogel makeover.

Later.

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