Cheers to five for five! I exercised every day this week before work. A little running, a little walking, a little panting…but at least it’s done and I don’t have to think for the rest of the day about having to exercise when I get home.

Jeers to my body, which seems to hate me. Fuck you, lungs: isn’t one inhaler enough for you? Sucks to your ass-mar! Fuck you, feet: I just bought you a new pair of sneakers; stop fighting back. They’re all you’re getting. Fuck you, stomach: what, is a yogurt too spicy for you? And fuck you, don’t you think you can flatten out a bit already (see above cheer)? Fuck you, knee and back: that’s all.

Cheers to The Office:
No, not mine, the show. There were two great episodes on last night. Yay for the booze cruise! And is anyone up for a game of flonkerton?

Jeers to my office. I’m bored. I hate when there’s not much to do. But cheers also, because now I don’t feel bad sitting here and posting. Although I really wouldn’t anyway.

Cheers to the “Democratic Women for Change.” Please go and check out this checklist for change by the nine Democratic women in the U.S. Senate.

Jeers to Bush and company, because that’s the way it has to be.

Jeers to an image I can’t get out of my head: I was up in the middle of the night a few nights ago, headed toward the bathroom, and saw a centipede on the bottom of my pants! I squealed and jumped, just hoping it would leap off of me over my feet, on which I was wearing flip-flops. If that centipede had touched my toes and crawled over my feet, I would never get over that feeling. It didn’t. I did see it scurry one way, then another. I hate ‘pedes.

Cheers to a weekend without travel and just hanging out with friends.

I may add more cheers and jeers later. Anyone else have anything they’d like to cheer and/or jeer?