RUNAWAY!!!! JURY!!!

So when is mail bad? No, not when my subscription to Latin Thighs (male version, of course) runs out. When you get that stupid multi-tear envelope that states IMPORTANT: PETIT JURY SUMMONS ENCLOSED. Yikes, so on March 31st, I must check in to see if i'm a prospective juror. is it possible to temporarily saw off my legs do get that Hardship Excuse to kick in?

So i tried running last nite, after that nice little flu thingy i had last week. felt pretty good, a bit congested and coughing just a wee bit...we'll see how i feel tomorrow. i held back my visit to Synergy b/c i wanted to test the waters first with the running. unfortunately, w/ that stupid CI course and Salsa class wednesday, i won't be able to run again until friday...which may be OK, as i'm going to try out the gym that nite.

oh yeah, go out and git y'self a Pasta Express, i bought 2 over the weekend, one for m'self and another as a house warming gift for friends. things friggin' sweet. i pastasized all nite sunday and feasted upon it for dinner and for lunch today. can't wait to try hot dogs and shrimps! too bad you can't squeeze steak in there and boil it. that would be hot!

lastly, i love those VW Golf commercials w/ Peter Stormare, "Unpimping your ride". it makes me want a VW GTI now...i got me wee little Pulsar, "...it's definitely sucking..."

Good times, good times...