State of Dis-union…

After writing my little gripe (big bitch) about my weight today, I headed out to the gym this evening. I fully planned to do a cardio workout, and had spent 20 minutes jogging on the treadmill, when Shrub, that son of a bitch, got up to give his State of the Union Address. It sickened me to watch these vile criminals, these men of evil, prance about knowing what a horrible state they’ve put our country and the world in. (And all this time I thought there couldn’t have been anyone worse than Reagan!)

I couldn’t take another minute of it after 10 minutes on the bike. So, I left. It was that or vomit in the gym.

I knew you’d understand.