Went to the driving range this morning to hit some balls. I have to say, I am TOTALLY PREPARED for the tournament on Thursday (please not sarcasm in capital letters). But, being that I'm awesome at everything in life, I will not admit to sucking, even though there's a very high possibility that suckage will happen. Now to pack for my trip to Seattle.
One more thing of note here. I am not going say anything definate, but there is some definate pre-abbage coming through. What is "pre-abbage" you might ask? Well, it is the state of abbs that comes before a six-pack. That's right, my six-pack abbocity is coming soon to a beach or shirtless occasion near you. If I keep up my yoga, gym work, and dance classes, soon I will be the equivilent of a Greek god. Please, hold your applause. Like I said before, it is not quite there yet, but approaching. This, of course, does not mean that before now I was not the equivilent of a Greek god like I may have mentioned in passing in the past. That was still true. Let's just say I am enhancing my Greek godliness, or switching to a more sexed up (i.e. physically ripped) god of Greek stature.
Okay, really, I have to get things together for my plane excursion this afternoon. For the next week I will write from Shoreline, WA. I have no doubt that something exhilerating will be waiting for me that you will want to hear. Until then, be good.
