Getting G-L-A-D Back.

A haiku is short, a blog is not.
This is my blaiku, neither short or long.
And it sums up my day.

I am brilliant. I am brilliant. I am brilliant.
Time to stop being mad and getting glad.
Bought contacts on my own.
Thanks for doing it for me for so long.
If you don't like my brilliance,
That's not my problem.
And I would welcome you to that bottle of champagne over on the counter.
And you can take it and swiftly pop it up your ass.


(Non-blaiku below)
I totally skipped the gym and guess what? It was TOTALLY worth it.
......but I danced around and did aerobic style jumps in my bedroom. Like Kirsten Dunst circa 1999 in "Bring It On".

Night.