Does anybody read these?

WTF?

I told you that if I spoke too loudly, the fates would hear me and probably swoop in and relieve me of my happiness.

I'm guessing that perhaps I spoke too loudly.

I learned something yesterday that rocked my world. And no, I'm never talking about it. It's a secret that I'm taking all the way to my grave. So don't even ask.

(Yes, I mean you.)

I thought it would be OK. I was fine all day.

And then I came home and decided after I worked out, that I would try to learn a little bit more about this situation I've somehow got myself in.

Four hours later, I am sitting here in my shorts and soggy dollar t-shirt. I have done zero push-ups, zero sit-ups and haven't touched a weight. And I'm not going to. The only weights I'm dealing with are the ones on my shoulders.

I'm confused and sad. I missed all of Grey's Anatomy. I ate two pieces of tiramisu -- thank goodness it was low-fat (and delicious, but more on that later!).

Every time things start to get good, life kicks me in the gut.

It's getting old.

I'll figure it all out. I always do.

It just sucks to cry until your eyes and nose hurts, especially when it seems like it happens all the fucking time.

posted by Laura at 9:02 PM