feeling like coffee is my friend

It's way too early for me.

Music and coffee.

My bff's right now.

I have a busy day. We have more left over chicken and salad so I'm thinking of getting some nice crusty bread and making chicken sandwiches. Nom nom nom. For dinner, that is. It feels good to have a plan, I'm not gonna lie.

Oh, and I like the idea of only taking one or two photos of my food. It gives me a visual of a healthy meal. Yeah, sometimes I do take pictures of the bad, but I do think positive reinforcement works better on me.

muuzik// theme song, part duece

THIS is the song I was thinking about, lmao.

The chorus kills. me. so. much.

picking a theme song

I love to dance. It's never mattered what my size was. I was always on the dance floor, shaking my bannock (aka flat ass) to the hard beats of the DJ's booth and it was sick. I love it. I'm the first one the floor and the last one to leave. I close down the clubs.

That being said, whenever I attempt to work out, I need some music to get me pumped up. Here are two guaranteed to get me moving and they may be part of my theme songs now, using sexy in there somehow.

I need to get out to the clubs more once I get home. It's the only time where I'm on my feet for 6+ hours and sweating and grooving. It's a huge amount of exercise that I totally feel the next day and I miss it. I live in Vancouver, which is just not big-friendly, and whenever I hit up the clubs, I'm surrounded by skinny bitches and I feel so aawwkkwwaarrrddd. First thing I'm doing when I move back to Saskatchewan is plan a weekend in the City of Bridges and shake my thang, all weekend. Just me and all my favorite girls, together again.

I miss dancing.