annieology

I have that ambiguous lethargy that you get when you are getting sick.  I shouldn’t be surprised, I have amped up the exercise the past couple of weeks.  Two things always happen when I start to exercise or ramp it up extensively.  The first is I gain weight.  Done.  And I get sick.  Working on it.

Hubby thinks maybe, just maybe if I were to switch from sugar laden products to actual food, I might feel better.  You know what I have to say to that, right?

Throw a frisbee.

And crack me open another Coke.  I’ve only had three today.  And by three I mean four or five, depending on how you score the 32 oz Sonic Vanilla Coke I had this morning. Remembering the massive amounts of ice they put in and the fact that I hardly ever finish one.

Shouldn’t there be a pill or something that would make me feel better?  Nyquil would work, but I have to watch Criminal Minds tonight.  I’m talking a really groovy pill that will have a whole list of side effects, but not so groovy that I have to sit in a tub in my yard to enjoy it.

You remember Huey Lewis.  I want that drug.  Have they come up with it yet?  “The one that makes me feel like I feel when I’m with you?” That’s the drug I want.  You know who you are

I’d remind you with that video we made, wink wink.  But I think one of the “help” took it.  I don’t know how they found it, being on the shelf and labeled “my sex tape” on it.  I don’t know why anyone would take it, it’s not like I’m running for President or anything.   There are some things I’m not meant to figure out.  It’s not like I’m Scooby Doo.

I think if you are going to run for President, you just have to get it all out there.  Oh I would so hate to be worried about what crap is going to find me.  So, as I remember things I’ll start confessing them here.  That way none of you will be able to black mail me into setting the Small Pox virus loose.

First thing.

In first grade, I cheated on my spelling test.  I wrote the word reindeer down before the test started.  I copied it right off the practice sheet.  I think it was first grade, might have been second.  I went to first and second grade in the same classroom.  The spelling book was green though.

Woooh.  I feel better already.

In a cathartic admission of guilt sort of way.

Still have the general malaise.

I think there may only be one man who can defeat the general, and that is Cap’n Crunch.  I am now on a mission to hire him as my personal mercenary.

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