Saturday, March 03, 2007
When I'm trying to get from point A to point B, it feels like I'm walking through waist-high water. It feels like my thigh muscles are taught rubber bands encased in cement. It feels like I'm walking around with my knees bent and my pelvis thrust out. All I need to do is pull my jeans up to the bottom of my boobs to complete the uuber nerd look. My grimace completes it all. I'm lovely.