I was hungry. So I made a caesar salad with chipotle grilled chicken. I like caesar salads because they have about as many calories as a giant cheeseburger. If I'm going to eat a salad, I'm going to do it right.
So the Broncos traded Cutler to the Bears for Kyle Orton and a couple first round draft picks. Sure the draft picks sound good and may end up being helpful, but first round picks are expensive and still aren't guaranteed to pan out. And in the meantime, no matter what the ESPN talking heads say, I don't see Orton as a viable starter for the Donkeys. We had no defense, and now we're gutting the offense. We're screwed.
I should get some new underwear. The elastic is shot in most of what I own.
In relations related news, I hear my sister wants to transfer from Iowa State to Northern Colorado. I completely understand the urge to return to Colorado, but why on earth would you leave behind that wrestling team?
I just belched. Oddly enough, I don't think I really belch that much.
My phone is currently lying facedown on the desk in front of me, meaning the camera is looking up. This disturbs me a little. What if Obama has already seized control of all our electronic devices? Could he be watching me at this very instant? I'm giving my phone the finger just in case. And now I'm flipping my phone over because I creeped myself out.
I'm a master lunch sack puppet maker.
I wanted to take a shower tonight, but when Anna took one she said it was cold and getting colder. So I guess I'll just have to continue to stink until tomorrow.
Does everyone feel updated yet or should I continue?
The word belch makes me gag a little.
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