TAKE THIS TO YOUR GRAVE & I'LL TAKE IT TO MINE
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4:00 am
Had a fun time by myself tonight. Got a lil bit hyped up on sugar….and half a carton of goldfish, and some pull and peel twizzlers, and cough meds…anyway, I was in a super good mood and all dancey and wanting to start a party in my bedroom, so I did. And what else would I do besides film it? Andddd maybe take a couple seductive pictures…don’t be judging me! I just got some new tops and wanted to show the boy…and figured pants werent necessary *shrugs* I pull off the rocker chic so well. One pic me leaning against the wall with a long off the shoulder band tee, hair in a bun with oversized glasses, a fedora and my Michael Kors Bereklys, such a cute outfitttt. I’m obsessed. And then of course nothing is sexier than wearing clothes I’ve stole from him. Damn. These pictures look so good, why did I ever stop modeling! Oh right, because I’m like three feet tall. Thats okay, you can’t tell in pics. At least when I’m the only tihng in the picture. My friends have started doing this thing where they take pictures of “Hilary being small” and randomly take pics of me in like crowds of giants or not being able to see over the counters at the student center or whatnot. yeah, they’re not very funny. OKAY ENOUGH RANTING. I am in such a good mood. Idek wtf i’m listening to but da booty is wanting to be poppppiinnnn.
fuck i should sleep. have to be up in 5 hours. life is fab.
also my room smells like pee…..why….
if my fucking dogs. no theyre trained. then, ugh, this is gross.
okay bye.
I cannot wait until sex is my priority source of cardio activity.
Last week I decided (along with 7 million other people) to start taking running seriously again. Except I didn’t really have time when Chase was home all day, and then I went to Chicago, so today was day three of intense running. Now, I have some health reasons, but primarily, I just want to look good at my wedding. So yes it’s only day three and so far I’ve run 23 miles, and let me just tell you….it sucks. My legs are in so much pain. Literally laying down right now is brutal, I just want to chop them off.
So here I am, I am going to make a vow. To always continue running (I’m one of the few bizarre people who actually enjoy it), but beginning the day after my wedding, I am placing a 5 mile max limit per day, along with a day cap at 4 days. This is a maximum. In realty my lazy ass will be lucky to run a combined 5 miles over 2 days, but I will run. (breaks out into the cab) okay yes I’m back. So yeah…
Moral of the story. Running sucks ass.
And the grandma on hey arnold is fabulous.
Okay, I am done. Goodnight.
