Literally. I was looking at it earlier today, and its much smaller than it has been in recent years. I am making an effort to eat healthier. I rarely eat fast food or drink soda, but Im certainly not active. Ok Im slightly active. Maybe compared to a paraplegic I could be considered active. In no way did I mean to lose my ass completely, though. No one wants to have NO ass. It just doesnt look right.
Im in mourning.
Scheduled for this weekend is a sports bonanza. Tonight we have tickets to a hockey game (Winterhawks vs. Seattle), tomorrow night we have tickets to see the Blazers play the Bulls, and Sunday, of course, is the Super Bowl. Pancho and I have plans to re-create last years super bowl party which included: me, him, tons of yummy snacks, lots of laying around and napping, awesome commercials, and... oh yeah, the game.
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Ms. Never Content, people!!!!
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i want to get drunk. stumbling, puking, fighting drunk.
Getting drunk was achieved but not in the stumbling, fighting or puking way. Ok, sorta stumbling. And one drink away from puking. But no fighting assholery to be seen. Thank you baby Jesus. Babe, let's not do that shit for a looooooooooong time. It seems that there can't ever be enough time between hangovers to make you want another one. I had a blast this weekend! No regrets!!
iii Yo amo tus nalgas !!!
You said it! No regrets. It was tons of fun. Good to know I can still kick your ass at racing games, even while drunk!
Yo amo TUS nalgas! Un chingo!
xoxo
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