Shame

Hold on.  This blog is about to get more random. 

I don't know why I'm about to post this.  Probably because it sounds like something I'd write on Facebook. 

What does that say about me?

I feel dirty.  I just ate a package of chocolate frosted donuts from the vending machine for breakfast.  All because I didn't take the time to grab something from home.  Another lesson in the value of preparedness.  I can already hear my gut saying "WTF!"

And Allison's breakfast was only slightly better.  Wheat toast with cream cheese and mango.  I'm getting desperate in the mornings.  I guess it would help if I stopped hitting the snooze button for 40 minutes in the morning.

Or turn off The Biggest Loser and make some muffins. 

Actually, I didn't watch The Biggest Loser last night.  I watched Glee for the first time.  But only because they were doing Rocky.  I love that sweet transvestite.  I have to admit I was pretty disappointed.  Maybe it was the crappy Magenta.  But more likely, it was the inconsistent editing.  I mean, you can say "I'll oil you up and rub you down," but not "transexual?"  I'm sure the GLBT community was thrilled with that.