I have not had enough quality sleep this week, and it shows...

1. I confess I have a short fuse this week.  People are annoying me.  

I'm so sick of the people that make America a crap-hole because they suck off the government (not the people that have real needs, but the ones that are lazy or cheap), or people that take advantage of the system in general, and to those that sue, just because they can...you suck!  I'd like to thank that bitch that sued McDonalds and won because SHE SPILLED HOT COFFEE ON HERSELF, well, I can pin point you for frivolous law suits becoming a common thing in America.

It's just so frustrating to watch everyone be out for themselves instead of just doing the right thing.  Yes, I like to look out for myself, but if I slipped in a restaurant tomorrow because I walked on a wet floor and fell...well, too bad for me and my busted ass.  Stop trying to strike big and get something for nothing!  Just do the right thing and ask yourself if the roles were reversed, would you be happy with that reaction?

Rant over.

2. I confess that I've slightly slacked this week gym-wise.

But I did get in an 8 mile run with speed intervals in last night...and I liked it.

3. I confess that I'm a grudge holder.

It's not that I want to be. I just am.  I fight against it when it involves someone I like, but sometimes, that just doesn't happen.  It usually goes away, but until then, I'm left seething.  And if the person does something really offensive and intentional...good luck.  I doubt I'll be coming back around.

4.  I confess some days, I would like to go back to school.  

For a long time, I wanted to be a lawyer.  I got my political science degree and took the LSATs and did pretty well, but I don't feel so inclined towards that anymore.  Mainly because I don't want to be fighting against dumb-asses like those mentioned in #1.

I'm toying with maybe pharmacy school or something?  Not quite sure but it's a thought this week.  Anyone have any experience in this? 

I started looking into it.  With pre-req's and the program, it would take me 5 years.  Assuming I started this in the spring, I'd be almost 33 by then.  Ugh.

But I do like school.  I could have probably been a student forever.  If only students made money...

I just like that it challenges me and I'm still learning new things.

5.  I confess I'm delighted it's the weekend

Yea, so that's probably not really a confession, I'm sure most of you feel the same way!

I'm off to hunt down baby turtles to watch their cute little selves scoot into the ocean.

If that's not super cute, I don't know what is.

And yes, I know most of them get eaten...don't try and burst my bubble.

McDonalds...we're fighting!

This morning I begrudgingly got up and went to the gym.  And yes, I know I'm doing this to myself...it's just the next few days of getting back into a routine are always hardest for me.  I hit the snooze twice this morning...oops!  When I got to the gym though, I got in a good workout of shoulders, triceps, legs and abs.  I was proud of myself for getting up and then being so productive.

When I got back to the car, I saw I had stashed a McDonald's mailer with deals on breakfast items. Score!  I was excited!  I went through the drive thru, ordered my normal sugar-free vanilla iced coffee with skim milk  (which was my free item!) and then a yogurt parfait.  (I do not like creamer in restaurant coffee...it is always too sweet, plus, why damage the work I just did at the gym by adding 200 calories for just a drink?)  I even hear the cashier boy yell to them, "it's skim milk!".

I get my iced coffee, with liquid dripping from the sides all over my hand and I had to ask for a napkin three times! strike one. Then, I get my food in a bag and drive away.  I put my straw in and take a big sip of coffee and realize it definitely had creamer and it tastes nasty. strike two... I'm mad, but I keep driving to work because I needed to get there on time.  Then I get to work and see a sticker on the bottom of my yogurt parfait:

WTF McDonalds?!

strike three!

Now I remember why I pretty much only eat fast food from Chick-fil-A!