Ooh it’s starting to get scarier.  The island totally emptied out and they are nailing all the stores and bars shut and we are scheduled to evacuate tomorrow.  Some people can’t get tickets out!  Holy fuck.  The hurricane is coming!

Omg something is wrong with Me.  I am sooo bloated. My feet are going to explode.  I can’t fit in any of My shorts. I’m going to pop some water pills tonight and when I get back home.I’m going to pop all of you! I am retaining so much water.  My ankles, feet and gut look like My Tia Maria’s!  I’ve had so much fun but I am ready to come home and take a decent dump!  Oh that’s fucking gross, isn’t it?  Yeh whatever, bitches. Suck it up.  I’m drinking a planters punch in case you all didn’t notice.

When we get back we are both going to start some new aerobic and circuit training classes.My girlfriend is even going to go to the gym this time.  That’s a first for her skinny ass.   We are starting hardcore tuesday.  I found a place that does step aerobics. Yeh! I miss Me some step aerobics.  Nobody offers it any more. It’s always yoga and zumba.  Whatever. I want 80’s step aerobics!  I wanna grapevine to the Bangles and Huey Lewis. heehee   So I’ll be back to fixating on fitness and diet for a few months.but you know how that goes. Pass the peanuts!

Woot woot!  Go make a donation, asshole!  When I get home, I’ll be booking My next vacation!

simon answer My email asap! stewart I saw your tiny little donation. That is some tragic shit!