So, I opted for two more slices of pie for a total of four.
Passed out in the massage chair. Had freakish dreams that my aunt walked in and placed a cat on my lap but I was paralyzed and could not move or speak. I kept yelling inside "Get away, Get away" but to no avail the cat was all over me and I could do nothing. After I woke up and later realized I was home alone and there was no such cat, I realized I gotta lay off the sugar! then I opted to workout on the cross trainer and the treadmill only to lose such pie moments later : ( and then again early the next morning. who knew one could hold such masses of pie at a time. What about those pie eating contestants... Where does their pie go? hmmm....
((earlier that day:))
Treadmill vs Bed?
BED vs treadmill?
more pie for breakfast? = TREADMILL
such a lazy slacker today. Maybe I need some java.
I'll get right on it.
sidenote:
- Yeah, just as (e:Dan) said, I too was anticipating an account of the first epeep night '05... oh well.
eh...