ember

Steve, my roomates Christina and Scott, and myself had a very satisfying dinner at the Midtown II tonight. And what better way to commend the chef than with a loud, hearty burp?

Me: BBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLCCCCCCCCHHHH
Steve: *To Christina* You jumped and shook!
Christina: I thought the world was coming to an end!

After food, Christina and I popped in a yoga DVD for a good workout...which, for me, lasted all of 15 minutes. I think she's still out there as we speak doing all sorts of crazy pretzel positions that I couldn't attempt in my wildest dreams. Man, I feel so lame. I barely did anything and my arms feel like gellatin. I'm so out of shape it's ridiculous. Then again, she used to go to school for dance so she's got an advantage over me...plus she's a lot skinnier/more flexible. Hell and damnation! Oh well, maybe one day, if I keep working at it...haha, yeah right.

Who am I kidding? I'm just gonna buy DDR finally and get my workouts that way. Shit yeah.