…and just come out of the closet already…
the lovely Sheryl of Paper Napkin is taking a lovely blog hiatus…but that doesn’t mean that all of you get to be lazy and lax. oh, no…she might be off drinking pina colodas and getting caught in the rain, but you have no excuses.
It’s National Delurking Week. y’all have an ENTIRE week for this. (well, not quite a week…since this was supposed to start on Monday…i’m a little behind…) so come on out and tell me something. anything. and since no one really cares what i had (or what you had) for lunch, i challenge you to this. Maggie put it at #1…so it’s always a good place to start.
All of us should just learn to tolerate stupid people. But what if we didn’t have to? If you ruled the world, things would be better, at least in a few small ways.
what would you do to help get rid of stupid people?
if i wasn’t dying of pain, i’d probably have something more witty to say. yesterday, i went to the gym for my one hour consult with a trainer to set me up with a program. to show me how to use the machines. and help me decide what weights and settings are best for me. which was great.
only problem? she didn’t know what she was doing. it was her FIRST day. basically, i was showing her how to move the seats and change the weights. she kept setting the weights too high…not realizing that those extra five pounders that you can add on were, in fact, alreadyÃ‚Â on…so, if she thought it was 30 pounds, it was really 45. she killed me.
can’t. move. my. arms.
which makes typing rather hard. and climbing the three flights of steps this morning? forget about it.
so, while you’re thinking about how to make the world a less STUPID place (can we stop people from putting the stress on the first syllable in the word buffet? it’s pronounced bu-FEY, nut BU-fey) and delurking, i’ll be over here…cursing out my trainer….