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August 20, 2004 - 1:10 p.m.

Random Thoughts on a Friday Afternoon

How exactly does Michael Phelps fit “everything” into those little bathing suits he wears? And then the pants, Good Lord, they are so low, one would think, well, one doesn’t know what to think except, Thank God for the Olympic swimmers.

Speaking of men in tight bathing suits, my husband needs to hurry up as this hormonal pregnant lady needs a little attention.

Ha, that sentence looked like it belonged in Kristin’s diary. Well, except for the pregnant and husband part.

You know I <3 you girl!

I think Jelly Belly was feeling a little left out of the Olympic Festivities as he decided to hold his own gymnastics meet in my uterus. I’m sure he performed several perfectly executed round off, back handsprings, double tuck somersaults and possibly even a pummel horse routine with my kidneys. Little booger can move!

I saw a vending machine company truck the other day and the slogan was, “We vend over backwards to serve you.”

That phrase ran through my head all day. I think it was a Transylvanian vending machine company.

Ba dum dum.

I’m losing it now. I think I’ll quit while I’m ahead.