Thursdays are so confusing for me because I shoot Thursday and Friday episodes of The Daily Special (shhhh, that’s a secret), so by the time I get to work I’ve pretty much convinced myself it’s Friday. Thursdays are so disheartening in that sense. I wore my “skinny” jeans last night, trying to break them in, I figured a two hour comedy club excursion would be the perfect waistband release opportunity. There was of course a 2-drink minimum, so two diet cokes it was (seriously, I’m that lame) I like to save my weekly alcohol allowance on weekend socializing, not sitting alone at comedy clubs. I ducked home for all of 20-minutes to eat a quick dinner (leftovers) before I dashed off to be morally supportive of some friends who also happen to be stand-ups. Here’s the dinner recap:
It honestly wasn’t the best Indian food I’d ever had, especially not reheated, but it was most certainly the quickest option I had.
Now for Today’s Specials:
Seriously people, I will not be getting scurvy anytime soon. I’m a fruit ingesting machine. Also, it’s May, when did that happen?
Tonight, I’m going to a spin class with one of my favoritist instructors ever and doing some weight training before heading out and about for the evening, because that’s how I roll. And by that I mean, I’m sweaty. Hot.