I haven't smoked.
Scratch that. I did 100 crunches.
Even though my ribs already feel like they've served as a punching bag from the 60 I did yesterday.
Here's the picture of the day:
Jimi liked my outfit so much, he made me stand on the chair so he could take a picture.
And I was thirsty.
I don't normally wear such ridiculousness, I swear. See, I wanted to take off my jeans (uncomfy pants) and put on stretchy pants (comfy pants), but there weren't any stretchy pants upstairs and I didn't want to walk ALL THE WAY DOWNSTAIRS TO THE BASEMENT but there was the white skirt, right there on top of the pile of socks I've still not matched up. And it had an elastic waistband. And yes, I admit I wore those socks and those shirts to work today, but when I was at work I promise I didn't have on the from-Halloween Princess Crown and Wolf Ears Combo.