Because I was so sassy on the 16th day, I'm super tired today. It doesn't help that I had no ideal I was supposed to come to work last night/this morning & I went to bed at 9pm just to awakened at 12:40 a.m. with an urgent message: CARMEN, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE AT WORK TONIGHT!!! Freakin' filthflarinfartyfoo! So, here I am... keeping my eyelids peeled for one of these vets to scoot by & try to sneak out for an early smoke break. I may pretend I don't see it happening and just lounge in my chair. It's why security cameras were made, right?
In a few minutes, I will prop myself up & do some lunges & squats. Can't guarantee I'll do much more fitness than that today, though. No...Wait! I've gotta try on a maid-of-honor dress later this morning. Will I be 2011's Aretha? Squeezing all my goodness in to a clingy, satin-y gown? I'll let yall know how it goes. I bet some calories will be sizzled for sure!
Here's to a Superior 17th! Knock'em dead FT'ers!
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