I would like to drown myself in the Wal-Mart toilet.

This is going to be short because I am very tired, but I am aware that I have not updated in an eternity.

Last week, instead of coming home in between classes, I decided to park at the Colliseum parking lot, eat my lunch from taco bell, set my cell phone alarm clock, and take a nap that lasted over an hour...in the car...in the parking lot. So not like me. I normally have a hard time sleeping in a car unless I am totally wiped, so apparently I was pretty tired. I didn't even put my seat back so I could stretch out my cramped legs. I slept, and it was beautiful.

Classes are good. I had my first test last week. I wasn't as prepared as I should have been, but hopefully I will get it back in the morning with a "decent" grade on it.

Russell's mommy had surgery last week, but all is well. She seems to be doing good. Ross and her 25th wedding anniversary was this month. How sweet.

The moving is coming up real soon. We're in the process of making plans to go back to our helper lady to converse with her about what we're interested in and yada yada so she can start the search to find us what we want. I'm really excited. It's going to be hard work and a lot of stress, but I think it's definitely worth it. I can't wait! We move out in May, so you might want to start saying your goodbyes to the apartment now...lol.

Gunther is doing fabulous. He took a spell of throwing up a bunch for a while which freaked me out. But then, being the detective that I am, I figured out that he has been trying to drink water out of this bowl that has one of those sharks that you put in water and it grows. Well, the water is completely disgusting, old, and full of nasty shark shit. After I covered the bowl up, I haven't seen him throw up since. Kudos to my wonderful detective skills.

Oh, I had a nasty episode the other day. I was feeling fatter than normal, so I decided to do the quicky 8 minute Taebo workout since I had to go to work soon. I figured something was better than nothing. So, seeing as though it was only an 8 minute workout, they had to keep you moving. Well, I was doing fine until he completely stopped moving and started stretching. Well, apparently out-of-shape + no liquid + boiled eggs for breakfast + moving a lot than completely stopping = barf city. I started feeling really queasy all of the sudden, so I went to the bathroom and barfed 4 times. Let's just say that boiled eggs coming back up doesn't taste or smell so swell. That was fun. Won't be doing that again. And fuck you Billy Blanks.

Since I barfed doing an 8 minute workout, I decided maybe I should slow it down starting back out. I thought a good idea was for me to go to the rec center in between classes where I have 2 or 3 hour breaks and riding the bike while I read for class and listen to music. I kill 2 birds with one stone while enjoying one of my favorite things...good music. I know some people say that can't read and listen to music at the same time, but it helps me to concentrate. Other noise bothers me, so the music blocks that out and relaxes me. That's how I study sometimes, too. You should try it sometime.

I need to get some priorites straight: lose some weight to be healthy, study to learn and get good grades, and GET A NEW DAMN JOB! Especially one that doesn't make me want to drown myself in the Wal-Mart toilet.

Please PLEASE call me Ruby!!!! For my sanity...and Russell's.

Okay, so I guess I had a lot to say, and it wasn't so short. Get over it.