Now don't be nasty... get it? The title is Miss Jackson and she has a song that says... Never mind.
I need to get a new dryer. That's the conclusion I've come too in the last week or so. There's just no other possible answer to the shrinking of my clothes, my pants especially. I don't care what you're mumbling over there, it's the dryer! The dryer, I say!
Ok... it's not the dryer. You win. The reason for the shrinking clothes is Global Warming. It's complicated, but I've figured it all out in my head. Trust me.
Alright, enough grumbling, I need to exercise, but I'd rather not do it, lol. I've been walking, however it hasn't been on a regular basis. I was hoping moving into a house with stairs would do something, but no rapid weight loss. I don't want to be buff because I don't think I could ever keep that up, but I would like to not have a stomach. So while walking I've decided to bite the bullet and buy p90x. I can probably get it half the price they advertise on T.V. and I think if I spend money on something like that that I'll be more inclined to keep up on it. We'll see. Who knows when I'll have that kind of money to spend.
I don't want to start being superficial once I get a rockin body, but I'm sure it's gonna do better to attract suitors if I have a shirtless pic on my profiles, lol. Plus I can take my shirt off at current river and not be embarrassed about it. I'll update my progress.


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