1) Kelly Elizabeth O'Brien (Vives). Obviously.
2) The woman on the treadmill next to me tonight. Her bottom half was walking, but her top half appeared to be reenacting the Single Ladies music video. While I liked it, I decided not to put a ring on it.
3) The gentleman outside the Blender Theatre, whom I passed on the way home from the gym tonight, and who was in the process of being arrested, having been forced to the sidewalk in the prone position, clad in hand cuffs and bleeding from the facial area. Call me prude, but I think anything that facilitates incarceration is a bit much for a Monday evening, no?
5 on the treadmill tonight watching Monday Night Football. My whole body is sore from this weekend. Probably from all my activity yesterday. What's that? I didn't engage in any activity yesterday? I didn't even take off my pajamas and left my apartment only once, to get ice cream? Hmm, then perhaps that's not the reason for my soreness. Let's chalk it up to running, dancing, drinking, falling down, and engaging in one solid hour of full contact leotard trying on and call it a night, shall we?
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