Yay for entirely mismatched outfits! Right now I've got on my bright blue monster feet slippers, neon orange socks, my green candy cane pajama bottoms, my red punky turtle T-shirt and my neon orange pastel bandana. The bandana I'm not wearing quite in the same fashion as the last time though. this time it's rolled up and it's just at the front of my head type thing. If people didn't look at me so strangely when I go out in public dressed like someone who's entirely colour blind, then I would more often. But they kind of make me nervous when they stare like that. Or perhaps they think I'm very cool because I don't care about matching, and instead I just have some large piece of food stuck to my face or something, but I'm thinking it's probably the clothes.

I worked out today. Yehaw. I deviated somewhat from my normal routine. My normal routine being 1000 reps on this very odd bike thingy that we have (basically it's a pelvic thrust perfectioning tool) and then 15 minutes on the bike that we have downstairs that is at LEAST 20 years old, then I go and beat the snot out of my punching bag for a bit. Although... i was sure there were 4 things that I did... hmm... sometimes I skip rope. Anyway, today I did 1500 reps on the pelvic thruster (as it shall henceforth be known) and then I was about to skip some rope, but my mum called to tell me that I had to put the horses into the corral with all the hay so that they could have dinner. So I went out there and once they were starting up the hill towards the corral I decided that since I was out here anyway and was mostly dressed for the weather, (which is FREEZING by the way) I was going to go for a wee bit of a jog. But then I decided against it because not only was my face getting REALLY cold, but the rest of the horses had figured out that there was food at the top of the hill and they all came rampaging up there and I was afraid I might be trampled to death. Also I hate running. In fact, I loath running. I loath running with a passion. So instead I jogged back and forth to avoid being trampled, which was also quite effective.

Then afterwards I put on my very mismatched outfit and that brings us to the present time.

Hali just came along and made me smell her hands. She has some sort of vanilla lotion on or something. The only problem is that I have a super nose and so the smell got stuck in there and I could smell it even after she was gone. Also it kind of burned my poor nosie.

There was a loud crash downstairs just now. I think Ted may have killed himself while working out... *time passes* nope. He just tossed a weight back onto its shelf and that was the crash we all heard.

Just got the smell of Hali's hands out of my nose when she came back and stuck her hands back in my face. Poor nosie is burning again.