I am hung over. (Is that two words?)
I went to Ribfest in Naperville last night. Had VIP tickets so beer and food was free. I'm pretty sure I consumed my body weight. Getting up at 5:30 this morning was not fun. (But Los Lonely Boys were actually really great!)
I missed my train
I am supposed to take the 6:37 train. In my drunken stupor last night, I decided to take a later train and cab it to work. Bad idea when sober (or getting there...)
I am going to get a parking ticket
The damn machine wouldn't take any of my $1 bills (and I had four of them). So now I'm probably going to get a damn ticket! Damn it!
Did I mention I'm hung over?
I can barely move
I'm trying to be on a workout kick this summer. I took the hardest bodysculpting class of my life yesterday (plus I was sore from Saturday's workout when I went into it). My thighs feel like someone pounded them with a hammer. I don't care if I'm fat, I'm never doing a lunge again.
I had to take a cab to work
There's $10 down the drain. Add my parking ticket on top of that and it's going to be an expensive day.
All of this to come to an unpaid internship to sit on my (very sore) ass.
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