At First I Heard That The Saints And Cults Were Playing.

I liked the Denny's chicken commercials the best. This has been a pretty big weekend for me. Friday I went all Katy Perry on some girl, yesterday I went to my first rave and today we had a mini superbowl party. In between all this I had 2 panic attacks that were completely different from each other.

Now I've got to go back to life again. So sad. My alarm clock is set for 4:45 (and 5 and 5:15) and my coffee maker is ready to go. I can survive 32 hours of training and some babysitting this week can't I?

Oh and I need to get to the gym as much as possible between now and the 20th. The next rave is then and since I was overdressed in a halter top and skinny jeans, I'll end up showing some more skin. Would rather not have my stomach hanging out all over the place then. (And for me I can lose 2 pounds and look super skinny. I can gain 2 pounds and look like a size 6. But who's counting pounds anyway?)