Day 34, 35, and 36

You guys are hilarious. I cannot believe how well you all respond to a guilt trip. I guess there was some flattery in there as well, but still, I got so many responses! I still have so much to try but so far so good. I'll keep you guys updated on how the whole music thing is going.

Want some exciting news? 189.9lbs. Pretty much means I've lost 3 lbs since all this started which...as I'm saying this doesn't seem that exciting. But to be completely honest, before Christmas I was 200 lbs. So HA! And then during Christmas I got the flu...so that was a nice kick start. Fact is, if I really look at it I've lost 10 lbs since icky November.

You know when you smell something gross and you can't seem to find the source? But you keep smelling it all day so you're paranoid it's you? Yeah, it's going to be that kind of Monday. Also, my co-worker is out sick today but his radio keeps turning on. Paranormal activity? Most likely. Speaking of which (this is way off topic but what the heck) I have seen most of Paranormal activity and to those of you that haven't watched it, Satan pretty much lives in their attic. Well since I've seen that movie I see 666 everywhere, which most likely means that Satan is ALSO living in my attic plotting to take my first born. But let me just say that if he tries to pull me out of my bed in the middle of the night I'll have some words with him because I make it a point not to say 'bloody Mary' or even 'candyman' three times in the bathroom. It's just not worth the risk, am I right?

I think one of my favorite things about working where I do is that we tend to talk about really morbid things. For example: Zombie escape plans, how to kill a zombie, and how would zombies even exist. My favorite morbid question was this: If you were in a Donner Party situation and you HAD to eat someone, would you rather eat your friend, or a stranger? You'd be surprised how long that conversation lasted. We've also had discussions about which animal we'd rather have eat us or how if someone you love becomes a Zombie, you just need to shoot them.

You may think we're crazy now, but when crazy stuff goes down, you'll be wishing you'd thought of a plan.

I have a feeling my mom is reading this while shaking her head in disapproval. Mom, you know me. You were there for the great dinosaur obsession of 1999. Don't tell me you didn't see Zombies in my future. (By the way, I still have dreams about dinosaurs chasing me and it's a thrilling experience every time..so really, if you think about it, obsession still there).

How'd you get married again, Sal?

Anyway, now that I've lost half my readers I think it's time I ended this blog. I just turned on my Chicago radio so I've got a fun filled day ahead of me.

Love in the club.