I got a traffic ticket last night for running a red light. I don't think it was yellow yet when I entered the intersection, but I'm just probably going to pay the $123.00 instead of dealing with the anxiety of contesting it. Really, I will spend over a hundred bucks, all my bday money and then some, to not have to speak in front of people. I wonder if shock therapy would help. Oh wait, I'm probably too big of a chicken to find that out.
I will not start thinking about my upcoming sleep study.
Working out at home today, probably Walk It Out and Just Dance 2 combo.
I've found that elminating my breakfast Pepsi has made an impact on my feeding schedule. I'm ready for food again about an hour after my initial morning snack. Whole grain bread with natural peanut butter seemed to satisfy it. But then I'm not hungry again until late afternoon. Then I end up eating something stupid because I don't plan ahead properly. Like Wendy's new fries. Damn, they're good. DO NOT TRY THEM!!!
So, I've got to maybe change up my breakfast and see if I can get back on schedule. okay, I know I'm totally loopy now because the word "schedule" doesn't look right now matter how I spell it.