I guess technically I could type it.. dummm dummmm da dum dum dum dum, dum dum da dum, da dum dum dum da da dum dum dummmm.. psh! (that’s how you type a cymbal sound.)
but now that you’re all dumber for having read that, I’ll stick with my original title.
anyway. I just wanted to share with the cyber world how much I adore the olympics. they’re mind-blowing to me. I find them to be kind of like crack cocaine in the respect that my life is kind of deteriorating around my addiction, but I just want more. they’re so inspiring! so tear-jerking! so amazing! so.. painful!
okay so maybe a “deteriorating” life is a strong word choice. I actually do function and fulfill my responsibilities like a normal human being.. except going to the gym. because night time is my usual gym time, but sitting on the couch to watch OTHER people be athletic has been winning every time over panting on a treadmill.
okay… maybe wheezing and gasping on a treadmill.
(poor dear body.. I promise I’ll take you to the gym tomorrow.)
olympics! you are stealing my sleep and making me pudgy! JERKS! I love you!