Hey Ladies,
If you're reading--that is. (hi megan!) I managed to get to the gym this weekend even though I was spending time with my family and friends. Amazing, I know. Did my hour on Saturday morning and got to the gym this evening just in time to catch Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Damn that show. I was nearly crying on the machine. I went over my hour just so I could see the family's reaction to Ashley Tisdale performing at their new home.
Tugs at the heart strings.
But I burned about 800 calories doing that and did okay on the diet.
Now, I have a new idea for a screenplay. I will not divulge that information here because I know industry professionals are reading this waiting for my dumb sentence structure to wow them into submission. But also because I'd rather not give you the context in which this line of dialogue will go. "It's like I'm fucking a cloud."
Yes, I thought that one up on the way home.
In other news, I have not touched my novel except for that blip last week, and my iPod is dead again. I tried plugging it into my computer to charge, but it is so dead it won't let me. And now the screen did something very scary. So, let's hope tomorrow it will continue to work.
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