I now remember why I enjoy going to the gym in the middle of night. There are very few people there to witness my insane retardness. I hate falling in front of people. It's the worst feeling in the world. It's like Oh wow, I just fell and it wasn't pretty and then you look around really quick to see if anyone saw you, the whole time grinning like a fool because you ARE a fool, and then you kinda laugh at yourself and turn red. I hate it.
So, I had just finished on the treadmill and I don't even know what happened, but I was zoning out and basically stopped moving my feet even though belt was still moving and I flew off the backside of it and landed gracefully on my left knee/shin area. I was so mortified that it didn't even hurt. Not sure if anyone saw me, the girls on the treadmills next to me were so into their running that they didn't notice, but 2 guys in the back by the weights were smirking. J was back there too and didn't see me bite it, I bet he wished he would have!
I still have to go Christmas shopping. I suck.
I bought J Call Of Duty 4 for PS3, it's way funner to watch than say, Madden 08. It's like an action movie. My heart rate was elevated watching him fight this war, I swear, it's so real looking. Or maybe I'm gay, that could be too.
The other night we stayed up til 4am cleaning the house, and it's already a mess again. That was like, 2 days ago. Am I the only one this happens to?
We've also been looking for a dog. A lot harder than it seems. We went to see a German Shepard the other day, I LUV German Shepards, I grew up with one, but J isn't that into them. Plus, I found out she wasn't on Heartguard last summer for heartworm, and I'm not taking a dog that will cost us over $300 to treat for that shit, no matter how sweet she is. So, to the lady trying to give her dog away: I guess if you want to find your dog a good home, you might want to try taking care of her so decent people will want her.
I keep having fantasies that J will come home with a dog for me for Christmas, since he won't tell me what he's getting me. I might as well keep dreamin, he is just not that thoughtful. Not that he's a bad guy, but he doesn't plan out gifts like that, just not his thing.
A puppy! With a red bow. Would be the best thing to ever happen to me.