Some random thoughts I've had lately include...
- I should just make the inside of a creme egg cuz that's really the only part I like. (So, basically just sugar, plus sugar, plus sugar and a dab of yellow)
- Um... I'm not actually sure I exist. (This set off a very strange feeling late night situation that included "well, the only place all my thoughts are is in my head so maybe that's the only place I exist and so yeah, I maybe really don't exist?)
- Does this physio (and/or massage therapist) actually have any idea how much pain they're causing? Like, do they think I'm super wimpy and not realize how frigging much this hurts???
- No way it is actually 2018. I don't understand why people think it is when it's just like halfway through 2017, you know?
Oh, and my favourite, done during cardio earlier this week...
- Nope, screw this. I don't want to be fit. No more cardio.
2 comments:
- This is why we have jars of vanilla icing. Not that I have any experience or anything, just hypothesizing.
- Ah, the existential crisis. You think, therefore you are. I hope you exist, though. I've grown fond of the idea of you being in the world.
- Yes, they know. They just don't care.
- I KNOW.
- Ah yes, if only exercise felt as good as eating a bag of chips.
-I too have no idea of what you're speaking of with regards to jars of vanilla icing. Nope. No idea!
-Maybe I'm just a room full of monkeys?
-Sigh
-Double sigh
-RIGHT????
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