I Drove All Night

Okay, fine, I didn't drive all night, but I did drive to the gym and then turn around and come home without working out.

And no, thank you, I don't want to talk about it. But Scott laughed so hard at me that he insisted I blog about it. So here it is. Hurray me.

Stupid gym. Stupid stubborn fat. Stupid tight jeans.

Arrrrgh.