leave the gun / take the cannoli

forlovelsesfest tonight.
i started to clean. i got bored. i watched some season finales. i cleaned a little more. i read for a bit outside. i showered. i put my hair in rollers. i baked brownies. i procrastinated. i am procrastinating now. after this ill get back to that cleaning. unless i find something better to do.

its been kind of a rough couple of days for me. john is working a lot and hes out of the house so im alone most of the day and honestly, i am not so disciplined when there is no one to supervise me. gymming slips. snacking increases. general sloth and gluttony take over and after a few days my butt looks way too similar to last years tragedy than this summers glowing wedding centerpiece. nast.

anyway. i will dance tonight and burn off those carbs from the sour cream chips i ate a few hours ago. ick.

heres a haiku for the weekend, in honor of the lost season finale. we wont get another piece of sawyer until january. eight dry months!

bye josh holloway.
sawyer is a total babe.
con me whenever.

that might be my best one yet.