Meh, why the heck do I worry so much about what I wear?
It's just about 200 degrees outside, more or less, and I'm worrying about looking cute?
I think I'm realizing right about now that I have more important things to do.
I'm just fine with my J'aime Paris tshirt, jean cut-off capris, and flats. No need to bury myself in tights, a triple layer skirt, flannel wifebeater, and ankle boots. Maybe in the winter. But I definitely can't be bothered to wear that in this weather.

The whole "can't be bothered" thing is a British expression, btw.

I am down 2 . 5 pounds from when I began my diet/exercise routine. It'll be a week tomorrow! So exciting!

In other news,
I had a series of nightmares last night.
A) It was my first day of internship and the doctor forgot about it, so instead of touring Peachford hospital, we toured a SCHOOL instead. -_-
B) It was the first day of school and everyone's AP art homework was Michaelangelo-level amazing and mine was like a kindergardener's, so my teacher said I'd be better off in a "beginner" class. And one of the kids in my class looked just like Christian Siriano (from Project Runway)
C) These ladies broke into my house and were stealing my mom's jewelry. But I knocked them out by punching their faces into a wall several times (oopsie), so that wasn't so bad.
EEEERRRIIIEEEE!

I watched the Other Sister last night on as I said I was going to...
And fell in love with Giovanni Ribisi all over again! <3
I also watched You Don't Mess with the Zohan on tv today for the first time.
Grossest movie I've seen in a while. But funny, still.