A Couple of Things

I will no longer mope. Nothing comes to someone who doesn't move. They only gather fat and moss. I choose to move and be successful.

Uhmmm.... What else? Oh! I got a new computer today. So now I can officially make the statement, "I don't know which computer I want to blog with." (Toothpaste for Dinner. Check it out. It's pretty effin' hilarious.)

I hung out with a couple of friends last night, so I feel pretty good. I still smell like tobacco, which makes me pretty happy. I don't smoke, but my two friends do. I like the smell because of the good memories I have attached to them and to the smoke.

I also decided that the three of us are very homoerotic. C.J. and Nathan are both straight.

How I Know We're Homoerotic:
-We play video games shirtless
-We have muscle definition due to dance.
-We dance.
-We wear tights around each other in public. Dance belts in private. (look them up)
-We are huggy people. Just are. It happens sometimes.
-Aaaaaannnnnnddddddd Nathan and I may or may not have shared a bed in a completely NON-sexual way last night. Yeah.

A.J.