Day 18...4:10pm

Can I just say I really, really, really don't want to go??  This is killing me.  I have no motivation to go anymore.  Even if Jenn is teaching tonight (one of my favorites).  Plus, I have to buy another month today and it's always hard to spend that much money on something I don't want to do and haven't been doing regularly in the past week or so.  I wonder, is it going to end up being a waste of money?  Here's to hoping class #18 actually happens and I can walk through the front door of the studio...

Day 18 is done.  I made it to the 5pm class.  Really packed tonight, a few new people.  There was this really bitchy woman behind me that came into the room before class, looked around, and got all pissy that somebody was in "her spot".  Whatever, I didn't realize it was assigned seating.  Some dude chose to wear a banana hammock, gross.  Not sure if you've caught on yet, but it wasn't a great class, ha.  I made the mistake of downing a Gatorade right before class and paid the consequences...felt bloated and queasy throughout the 90 minutes.  I laid down a lot.  Mentally, I wasn't in the room today.  I focused on how uncomfortable I was and counted down by posture how near the end we were.  Huh, I guess I was in the room...but not the way I hoped.

I'm adding a Lemonism (seriously, that word didn't pop up as misspelled?? weird) to each entry.  They make me happy.  So here's today's (a long one, but a classic):

I'm really sorry about what I did. And I know you can't forgive me but just to even things out, here is all my weird secret stuff. I have been sexually rejected by not one, but two guys who later went to clown college. I get super nervous whenever I hear a vacuum cleaner because when I was a kid, my mom used to turn on the vacuum to drown out the sound of her and my dad fighting. Which is why I rarely vacuum my apartment. Like, never. I have had three doughnuts so far today. Once in college, I pooped my pants a little bit at a country steaks all you can eat buffet and I didn't leave until I finished my second plate of shrimp. A couple months ago, I went on a date with my cousin. Wow, I am a mess. There is an 80% chance that in the next election I will tell all my friends that I'm voting for Barack Obama but I will secretly vote for John McCain. Here's one: when I was a kid, I used to put on my fanciest nightgown and then I would mix orange soda and cream soda in a champagne glass and I would sit in the dark and watch The Love Boat. Consequently, I have some weird sexual fantasy stuff about Gopher from The Love Boat. And I lied. I have had five doughnuts today. --Liz Lemon