I am not a machine. Eventually I need to sleep.
Some people wear mouth guards when walking on the treadmill (weird & a little creepy)
I can't wash my favorite Banana Republic shirt on the sanitary mode of my washer... even if it has been snotted and peed upon by my little princess and needs to be sanitized. My little princess now has a favorite Banana Republic shirt :(
I under estimated my claustrophobia; this explains my full blown panic attack each time I have attempted to fix my freakishly pale skin situation in a tanning bed. I guess I'll just have to get use to being an albino and save myself from the skin cancer situation later in life.
It takes 20 steps to burn 1 stinking calorie. Devastatingly that means my hour of running barely worked off the huge slice of banana cream pie that took my about 2 seconds to inhale.
Killers is my new favorite movie. It's HILARIOUS!
Parking tickets cost $10.
My car battery will die in less than 10 minutes if I have the headlights on and the AC on full blast while listening to the radio and charging my cell phone with out the actual engine being on. My car has no empathy for my boredom or the heat.
I don't have jumper cables in my car.
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This was a great post :).
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