Ronda Rousey (dot net!)

The purse gods have once again claimed my gum. I’m done putting it back in, I’m just gunna give up, dump it all out in my groady old purse and enjoy sandy purse gum whenever I need it.

As for training, it’s going good. I’m sore and feel like crap so I guess that’s a good sign. It’s Sunday though so no workouts. Despite the fact I got a nasty cold over the weekend, I’m chillin and watching that start wars marathon on spike, (episode V the empire strikes back is on– by FAR the best one, and don’t you dare name one of the new movies as better or you’re getting shanked with a sharpened toothbrush) so I’m pretty content.

Its getting pretty cold here already, and since big jim refuses to put the heater on till November, I’m wearing three jackets and boots on the couch…ugh, I miss LA!

Oh my God! Luke just chopped off imaginary darth vader’s head off while training with yoda in the degaba system! But the mask comes off and its HIS head! What does it mean luke?!?! Awww what a horrible time for a commercial break! Lol.

Ooooh..wendy’s commercial… I want a frosty!

The Patriots also just lost to the Jets, and Jim said he’s gunna kill me during my three workouts tomorrow. How is that my fault?! Whenever he’s mad about getting a bill, or his tube coming loose and floating across the lake, it’s somehow MY fault; and I have to go running.
Whatever, if his misery corresponds to how hard he makes me train - putting gun powder in his cigars could be the push I need to do one-handed handstands with yoda on my foot while stacking rocks with my mind… …hmm…. How does one get a hold of gunpowder…?