I exercise like a beeeeech.

If you are confused by the title, I am, indeed, saying I exercise like a beech tree.
Today Patty and I did many lunges while watching a woman not wear pants. Then we used our arms and did twists. I was a wildebeest. Schadam also attempted to rape me again. SURPRISE. OH and I want to start a petition saying "UNDERWEAR IS NOT PANTS. NEITHER IS SPANDEX" I think plastic surgery ridden women often forget that. I am very good at exercise. That is all.

I quote the Irish Child

That could be any one of my friends, but this quote inspires me:
"Sometimes Shmadam makes me feel full of anger bubbles."
Me too. Wise words, pale child. Wise Words.

In other mundane suburban news, I watched American Pie. Oh the wonderful feeling that comes from trashy, coming of age, sex filled, alcohol filled, poorly acted movies.

I have little to talk about. My head hurts. I enjoy coconut sauce and Thai food.