Nothing makes one more nauseated (and thus want to become bulimic) than trying on bathing suits.

Oy, I'm fasting for the rest of my life.


In other news, I'm tired. I didn't get to watch the movies I had planned for today (Netflix and Blockbuster Online rentals. Boo!), and dinner was less than satisfying.


I'm going to try to salvage the day by catching and episode or two of "Will and Grace" before bed.

Here's hoping tomorrow goes better? It's water park day at camp (eek), then I'm hanging with Pat and Eric for dinner (Chipotle or Potbelly) and a movie (Who Killed the Electric Car?).


(Oh, and my obituary quiz thing was funny, but the grammatical errors bothered me too much to post the image. However, transcribed it reads:
Evilly skulking around the neighborhood, gailmarie died before telling anyone where she buried her treasure. gailmarie will be terribly missed by all of her imaginary friends.

Though these are funny:

'Why are you going to hell?' at QuizGalaxy.com

'Why are you going to hell?' at QuizGalaxy.com

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