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My excessive energy, extreme narcissism, and intense love of neon-colored spandex is both managed and fueled by my addiction to fitness. I push myself to extremes and I push other people's buttons. Obviously I needed my own blog.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Feeling like Mariah post-"Butterfly" Debacle

After the custodian found me sleeping on the reading rug on Monday, I realized that I might need medical attention. I dragged my ass to work on Tuesday, went to vote (that was a hassle and a half), and then visited the neighborhood Doc in the Duane Reade. I was ordered to get in bed and stay there for the rest of the week.

Day 1 I stayed in bed and caught up on three weeks of soap operas.

Day 2 I moved to the couch and watched all of my DVR'd Private Practices and WB, oops CW 11 shows. I finished a book.

Day 3 I migrated to my parents' house the night before so I spent the ENTIRE day sleeping. Woke up to eat like a true fat kid.

This morning I woke up like a new person. My under-eye circles have almost disappeared. I haven't looked this good since college. I went for a run outside, got a haircut, and went for a manicure. Unfortunately I am now suffering debilitating anxiety about returning to work. I now understand why Mariah checked herself into that hospital after she found out that she is a horrible actress.

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