Me again... I'm tired, but can't sleep! Oh well... so I'm sitting here chatting to Paul and listening to the Lizzie McGuire soundtrack (yes, kindly shut up...).

Lotte and I are working on a 'diet plan' or whatever you want to call it... we both agree that food is our best friend and so the focus has to be on exercise/sports... the problem is that all we can agree on is playing squash 1 day a week. (If you can't come up with anything better than that, L, then I'm just going to MAKE you play basketball or swim...!!! Haha!) We had a (crazy) conversation with Paul, all 3 of us in one chat, asking him for weight-loss ideas, and we were all getting really silly and disgusting the way you do when it's past midnight and you've had a lot of chocolate... and he decided that we should post an ad: (English equivalent) "Women, 20 years old, looking for guys around the same age to lose weight together. No diets, no exercise - just lots of intense sex every day!" LOL!

Anyways, that translation that I was so proud of is NOT as good as I thought (hoped) it was, apparently, but oh well... at least I feel good about it, right?

Phooey on guys who don't mail back. And - for Tristan's sake - phooey on girls, too. LOL!

::sings:: "One more time, let's do it again, show no shame, just call my name..." Yes, I have changed the music - this is my bargain-bin, sixth-grade-songs, exclusive-for-night-driving CD. Waaahh, I want my car...

Guess I'll try to sleep again... class at 13.00 tomorrow...