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I’ve been trying to think about my blog before I write it these days, instead of just writing down drivel as I think of it.

But honestly, I haven’t thought about any themes today, it’s been busy and I’ve had other things to think about, so somedays we don’t mind drivel do we?

First off, thanks to Dori’s trainer, my thighs have gotten more muscular, my butt more muscular and filled out a bit (I truly have the whitest white girl ass on the planet, it is flatter than my computer screen, flatter than Columbus’ America, flatter then Ashlee Simpson at a football game). But now, thanks to Dori’s trainer and his butt building exercise, I can now NOT fit into my pants. I’ve been working so hard, moving up, getting stronger, especially since the smoking, I’m actually becoming slightly muscular, and I can’t fit into my pants!

I can feel my inner thighs rubbing together, but I’m not fatter! My belt is becoming tighter, but I’m not fatter! It’s because of my thighs and my butt getting stronger, I had to go up a size in my pants. Argh.

More drivel:

The Linz brothers and sister Meg (who I think would probably be my best friend) are still in the running for Amazing Race. Finale is next Tues, I want the hot Linz brothers to win. Oldest Linz could come over to my apartment and give me money and sit on me if he wanted.

Tonight is season premiere of the new Project Runway. John and I are very excited, although a little leery. The first season was SO good.

Plans are being made to keep the weekend of the 17th as quiet as possible, as to get in as many 24 episodes as possible.

Survivor finale is on on Sunday. I’m going for Rafe.

I finished Blind Assassin and have moved on to Hunchback of Notre Dame.

Civilization IV on my laptop is dang fun.

Enough Wednesday drivel!