Notable...or rather noticed hump day events...

Michael bought a pair of seven dollar socks. They are special running socks...for my "special" boy. Actually, I've rather enjoyed giving him shit about this.

Why must people wear oils that smell like food to cover their sweat in the gym? You're still sweating. I rather smell body odor than a fucking vanilla milkshake while I'm working out. On the same note I wish farts were colored so I could know which fucker dropped the bomb at the Y today.

The new coke product Coke Zero is pretty good. No calories, no sugar, no nothin', it's really necessary to have a new coke product...

I didn't even take my bra off at my mom's house. It touched nothing but my boobs and the t-shirt I was wearing. My mom has been gone for a week and a half, so there's been no smoking in her house. My bra reeked of smoke. That really disgusts me. How can stale smoke from her couch permeate through my t-shirt to my bra? I always think of a night of heavy drinking at a bar when I smell smoke on my bra. O.k....here's the obvious question....why the fuck did I sniff my bra in the first place? I don't fucking know....because I'm neurotic.

I hate pink now...thanks....see the previous post. Black is my favorite color...is that wrong for someone with such a sunny personality?

...just for fun here's Nina's tip of the day....Don't over do it on the hip abductor machine or you'll look like John Wayne with a load in his pants....trust me. Until next time...:)