tickle me crazy

 

 

 

 

I did a 30 minute work out today.

10 minutes cardio

10 minutes thighs and butt

10 minutes abs

It was ok, I didn’t get too winded so that means my stamina is increasing.

Trying to watch this basketball game, but it’s not keeping my attention.

I wasn’t hungry after the work out, but he talked me into eating.

so i made some toast and cut it into tiny pieces so it looked like more food.

i also put peanut butter on the toast.

I dunno, I feel like I’m mimicing this anorexic girl i saw on Intervention. She did weird stuff like that with her food.

But I’m doing well in not going that route, even though it’s tempting. I was thinking of eating these little pieces of chicken, but bleh.

so the game has 8 seconds left and it’s a 1 point game.

very tense.

for some reason, i want the pistons to win.

i’m not a fan of either team really.

so my period is almost over and of course my heat is RAGING.

one more day, one more day.

but no him at the end. i don’t even know when i’ll see him again.

bleh.

I guess that means I’ll be masturbating it up.

No big. it all equals an orgasm and that calms the beast within.

however, i do like it more with him.

the smell.

the way it feels.

kissing and growling.

rawr.

so blah blah blah.

bored.

i want to drink a pepsi.

oh the empty calories.

maintaining my weight loss but i haven’t seen any change for a few weeks. that sucks.

boo! 4.5 seconds, 3 point game.

I guess the celtics are going to win.

blah.

i have an eeeeevil pimple.

POSTULIO!

who watches zim?

zim is awesome.

i smell bar b que.

odd.

and the pistons have a free throw?

and there is still 4.5 seconds?

what the who wha?

bleh.

damn clock control.

3.4 seconds?!

foul?!

free throw to celtics.

do you care?

ok ok, i’m going i’m going.

bleh.

i feel like i need to get pounded…

sorry, that’s so crude.