Self declarations are a good thing. But, going through with them is another story, for another time.

I have just started pilates. I had my first class last week, tomorrow will be my second. It is great so far, and I haven't even learned/done anything. Just getting the basics down. I love it. They are private, so its pricey, but well worth it. AND! i get equiptment to use at home. I feel this is the best decision I've ever made. Yes, I am quick to come to conclusions.

Norah Jones is also in my schedule tomorrow. I'm so excited, I could piss in my pants.

I believe I am a 40 year old woman stuck in the body of a thirteen year old.

Simply put,

Life is good.

People are toxic.

Yesterday I experienced love at first sight. He is gorgeous. Brown hair, brown eyes, clear skin, perfectly structured face, a tall, strong nose....about 6'3, fit and verrryyy well dressed.

To his left, I see his girlfriend.

Today's topic: irony

Lately, my otherwise dull and boring life has been full of irony. Too much irony. The kind that makes you raise your eyebrow and just say, "what the fuck". Sometimes things happen to me, and I don't understand why they happen. I react however is appropriate but still; I am puzzled. Then, another situation will coincide with the previous. The second situation will have me "walk a mile in another's shoes". It's crazy. I then begin to understand why it happened, because I see both sides of it. It's a little hard to follow, but I don't even know how to explain it myself. And, as the old cliche goes, "everything happens for a reason". Just let me be the first to vouch that, that saying is true.

Dear God, Please one day let me bump into Napoleon Dynamite and have him fall in love with me. I would then clean him up, change his wardrobe and he would be my husband. I would be friends with Pedro and Deb too. I will never ask for anything more. Thank you God. Sincerley, Susie

I LOVE NAPOLEON DYNAMITE. This was seriously the funniest movie in the world. I have never laughed so hard and so loud at a movie in my entire life. I am going to find someone to watch it with me again.

"Tina, you fat lard, come get your food!"

"Stop ruining my life,... GOSH!!!!!!"

"Youre just jealous because i've been chatting with hot babes online all day".

"girls want boyfriends with skills... like nunchuck skills.. computer hacking skills".

Shit, this movie rocks so fucking hard.  And to prove it, I joined a flippin' webring or whatever. YES. HE IS COOL!

Um, anyway, go see it.

I suppose it isn't really a good idea to take a nap during the evening. Your biological clock gets all confused when you do that. Now I am up, even though I need to go to work in about five hours. Where is Conan O'Brien? NBC is flooded with the Olympics. Go away. In my head, I am having a secret affair with one of my co-workers who is not my type at all. Why am I drawn to him? I pray no one from work will ever stumble upon my Xanga site.

"Peace out" ala Kip.