Went to see Pete Yorn at The House of Blues yesterday. It was a great show and he is just awesome live. I came out of there pretty sweaty and dehydrated. I'm not used to standing room only type venues. I'm old so my body isn't used to this stuff. :D Now I'm drinking Gatorade and coffee (decaff).
I'm still eating well, exercising and losing weight. I don't want to think of how much further I have to go. Just have to keep at it. One day I'm going to be there. I have an image of myself and how I want to look, feel, etc. and I just know I'm going to reach that goal. I have to say losing weight feels great. You can really tell the difference when it comes to sex. You're capable of these wonderful Kama Sutra positions that you could never get into before. Sexual Calisthenics. LOL! I guess I will stop there. Save it for the porn blog. J/K.
Michael Jackson's memorial service was Tuesday. I cried when his daughter, Paris spoke and told everyone how much she loved her Daddy. The boys seemed a little out of it. The eldest was chomping on his gum the entire time, but guess he can do whatever he wants since he's in mourning. I have feeling it's all going to hit him later. Hopefully those kids won't be messed up. I have to say, doesn't seem as if they're lives are the greatest.
I think MJ's family is strange for not putting him to rest. They still don't know what they're going to do with his body. I say, let him freaking rest already. You chipped away bit by bit at his soul when he was alive, now let him go. They see $$$ signs and it's sickening. The sad thing is how the public will eat it up.
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