I just killed a gnat with my hands. Gross. I have gnat guts on my left hand.
Why do we spell gnat this way? Wouldn't it be easier to spell it n-a-t?
Did you know male gnats often assemble together in large mating swarms, particularly at dusk, called a ghost? It's true, Wikipedia told me.
Ok, I'm done with gnats.
This morning I tried a new drink at Starbucks, Awake Tea. It's too much caffeine. Currently, I have an attention span of a gnat. Alright so maybe I'm not done with ghats.
Guess who I saw at the OKC Memorial Marathon? Tattoo Girl from the Redbud. I can confirm that her tattoo is roses. She has a huge rose on her left shoulder. I wonder why she decided on roses? I should have asked her.
Last night I worked out with my trainer. She made me do 85 lunges. I'm not kidding I did 85 lunges. FYI...my legs and butt hurt really bad.
Remember how I wanted to learn how to fold a fitted sheet? Well now I want to learn how to make homemade cookies without burning them. What is the secret to perfect cookies? I'm really asking.
These ramblings are lame.
My weight loss competition isn't going so well. Yesterday, I weighed and I've gained almost all my weight back. How is this possible? I've barely eaten anything and I ran 13 miles. Don't tell me it's all muscle! This just confirms that to win this competition I will no longer be able to eat. I will live on liquids for the next two months. Hey, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win $1500! I want to go to the beach!
Disclaimer...I will eat. I'm being dramatic. I basically have to eat every two hours, which could explain why I haven't lost weight.
This weekend I'm attending a Pub Crawl. Do you know what this is? I didn't until last year. I'm on a team of about 12 people, and each team goes to 5 different bars and drinks 5 pitchers of beer at each bar. I hate beer with a passion. I don't plain to drink anything. I just wanted to see what a Pub Crawl was like, so I joined a team. I'm beginning to think it was a dumb idea, and I don't really want to go anymore. Imaginary high five to the person that can give me the best excuse to get out of the Pub Crawl. Heck, I might even send the winner a surprise if they can give me a good excuse. Hey...I'll send the winner homemade cookies! Not my homemade cookies.
Ok, I'm done rambling.
Over and out.