Current mood:

embarrassed

hahaha
for anyone who takes pleasure in the misfortune of others and/or is having a bad day/week/month/year/life and/or likes my stories and/or hates me...

so today, i went to the gym (yay gym! yay healthy me!) i was forced to use the eliptical machine that has its back facing the front of a huge row of elipticals and treadmills. fine. the second i get on i realize i have a massive wedgie. but i thought it would make the situation worse to pick it in front of the huge row of other people facing my butt. so i just let it go...and go, and go. i go about my bizznazz, sweating like a 3,000 lbs. man, and about 40 minutes into my 45 minute workout, i realize my pants are sagging because they are too long, too big, getting looser as i've been going to the gym, and floppy to begin with. i reach back to tug them up a bit and realize the band of my underwear is showing. *sigh* whatever, it's underwear...OH WAIT, IT'S NOT JUST ANY UNDERWEAR, IT'S THE ONLY PAIR I HAVE THAT SAY SOMETHING ON THE WAIST BAND..."IN YOUR DREAMS...IN YOUR DREAMS...IN YOUR DREAMS"
so just in case the athletes, former professors, and geriatrics behind me were wondering if i'd get with them, now they know that i have no interest.
omfg...