So, I’m sitting in a stall at the gym, and it suddenly dawns on me that I can no longer tell people to kiss my lily-white irish ass. Why? Because the AmerIndian is kicking in and I’m reddish-tan. And because I tan in my backyard, I only have one tan line, and only 5 people are privy enough to get to see it. So, 😛 No asking.
In other news, the gym didn’t help me feel any more productive, or get me into any mood to be productive. Instead, I’ll be bruised tomorrow from the hot tub. I’m making tea, maybe that will help me feel better, but I very much do not wish to go to work tonight.