Stacey dragged me to a hot yoga class yesterday and I feel like I've been run over by Lindsay Lohan, only instead of a hefty lawsuit settlement I got a smoothie.
On top of that we're working on a synopsis for The Lies That Bind and synopisi (rhymes with octopi - both are vile) make me want to take my smoothie straw and slowly gouge my own eyes out.
So, yeah. That's my Friday.
Hope you guys have a fabulous weekend! Namaste, bitches.
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At least you got a smoothie. Nice.
Hot hoga is pretty brutal the first time. It's still brutal the second, third and fourth times, but at least you know what to expect.
Smoothies are always a good choice.
Ooh, good luck with the evil synopsi!!
I need to hear more about the hot yoga! You can't just dedicate a sentence or two. It is effing hell, so give me some good tid bits about vomit or the guy next to you with hangy balls.
*run over by Lindsay Lohan*
DON'T make me snort Arizona Green Tea w/Ginseng through my nose. It's not nearly as beneficial that way.
LOL...my legs feel like jelly. I joined an extreme fitness gym 6 weeks ago. It amazes me everyday that I keep going back for more punishment, and I feel good about it afterwards.
:)
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