My heart bleeded, girl

You guys, I have that stupid McDonald's fillet o' fish commercial stuck in my head. It's not even song, it's a stupid sound loop, and I just want to stick a pencil in my ear.

We went out to dinner with Lois and her husband tonight for my birthday. And then we came home and had coffee and a grocery store birthday cake with greasy white icing that Lois brought. Between the coffee and all that sugar, my heart is racing. I thought I missed eating stuff like that, but while it tasted fabulous, I feel like shit. Good to know.

Tomorrow we're driving over to Columbus to spend the night with Erin. Ashley is coming from Oxford and we're going out to dinner for my birthday. Two nights in a row, but I think I'll skip the dessert tomorrow. Neville gets to spend the weekend with Lois. When we came home from dinner he was limping and licking his back foot, which looks a little sore. I have no idea what he did, he was fine when we left. He's very wussy delicate.

My treadmill rolled over to 1000 miles today. I've had it for about two and a half years. A lot of those miles are Ashley's, but most of them are mine. That's lot of repetitions of the Harry Potter audio books.

I watched 4.15 again when Lois and Miles left.

( I have another thought )