What does that mean, dear friends?
It came with videos! And I love music videos. I love music videos maybe more than I love music itself. They are the perfect combination of my two favorite things in the whole world: music and film making. If there's badass dancing thrown in the mix, I'm on cloud nine.
I love to watch dancing in particular, as it's something I would love to be able to do myself. Sadly, I have ZERO hand eye coordination. My friend Josh, he tried to teach me how to dance in high school, but it was hopeless. This, more than anything else is why cheerleading didn't work out for me. My monkey brain cannot comprehend choreography. Like Salieri, I am imbued with a love and a lust for dance but am "rewarded only the ability to recognize the incarnation."
This? This is not good dancing. This is embarrassing. |
We've all heard that in order to make any exercise regimen last, we need to be doing something we actually like to do. Well, I don't like doing much by the way of physical activity. If I did, I wouldn't have the health problems that I do. Rollerblading requires equipment I can't afford right now, racquetball requires a court, and it's way too cold for swimming. I like to run, but I always mess that up after a few days of overdoing it. It also doesn't help that I don't like doing anything in public because I'm self conscious.
I'm good at the Cupid Shuffle. Can I just Cupid Shuffle through life? |
Updates: the dog is doing better and strangely enough, I have not had much of an appetite as of late. I hope this trend continues, it's really helping not to binge. It's nice to feel like I am in control of what goes in my mouth for a change. I am looking forward to a long week of housecleaning . . . you know, in the same way one looks forward to a vasectomy. I hope to have things spic and span before I go to Florida for the weekend. You know, it's always nice to come home to a clean house, a feeling rarely get to enjoy.
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