Too bad I'm lazy.

Sometimes, I look down at my stomach and wish I could work out for like ten hours straight and magically, like on Sims 2, be completely fit. Then, I fall asleep.

On a semi-related note . . . My coworker caught me warming my toes at the space heater the other day. She asked me if I was cold. I told her that my toes were cold. She told me that maybe I should consider exercising. I wore (hooker-ish) boots to work today instead.