I just listened to Dean Martin's That's Amore. And played a rousing game of table tennis with the pops. And that's about the extent of my activity. I have actually been doing nothing for at least 2 hours now .. I mean, at least I don't feel like a blob, because I ate relatively well today, despite having made this cake. Well, this cake was my lunch .. and a damn good lunch it was.
The other day I bought a bottle of Archer Farms Thai Peanut Sauce (if you shop there enough, you know which store I'm talking about) and box of whole wheat penne pasta because I was convinced I would eat healthy this entire break and get back into shape.
How has that been going? I haven't opened the pasta yet. I opened the sauce bottle to taste it, but it's been chillin at the back of my fridge since. I did make a healthy dinner once of brown rice, an egg with half the yolk removed, fresh veggies, and thawed corn nibbies, but then ate a bunch of crap afterwards .. #fail.
I have been using that hashtag too much. And I have been using hashtags more in non-twitter context than in my tweets. I need to stop both. I am not a fail, and people are not personal twitters. Instead I should focus on positive things. Like how I read 3 sections of orgo that one morning I woke up early. And how .. I can't think of anything else. OH how I played Just Dance Wii last night and got a good workout in! After eating those mocha brownies my best friend brought .. but still! Oh and how I convinced another of my good friends to get a twitter!
Okay that last one's more peer pressure. Speaking of drugs, did you know DARE would take kids on field trips for some schools? Not cool, this little show of favoritism. Well I got those cool flippy calculators and .. erasers .. so .. I win?
Anyway, this cake was most definitely not a fail. Quite the opposite.