live from Santa Clara, it's Saturday Night Bullets
Today our new wii fit decided jparks' fitness age is 43 (13 years older than he really is). He decided to try to prove it wrong and ended up hurting his back doing one of the yoga poses included in the workout. I think we can all agree that obviously the wii fit was wrong about his age and that he's really 73.
I went back to the mall today because Banana Republic left the security tag on jparks' coat. I ended up trying on clothes there and at JCrew. By the time I made it to the Benefit counter I was sweating like a whore in church and the makeup tech couldn't leave well enough alone. Even though I told her I just wanted to return a bronzer and some eyeshadow she insisted on doing my makeup. About halfway through one eye she said "Wow, you're really, uh, shiny and red. I think you're sweating through the makeup as I put it on." Yeah, thanks for pointing that out.
I've become obsessed with sequined dresses. I'm particularly fond of this one and this one (does that girl's hair look a bit off to you?) Unfortunately I have no occasion for a dress of that caliber unless I start wearing them to my tee shirt and jeans casual office. My coworkers look at me like I'm crazy when I wear high heels, but I'm sure a party dress might blend right in.
Tomorrow I'm going to a Raider's football game for work. I've been told to not make eye contact with members of the Black Hole. And some other folks told me that there are more arrests made at Raider's game than all other sporting events in the Bay Area combined. Going to this game sounds like exactly the thing I want to do on my Sunday. Good times.