We're fat.

You feel about Prison Break the way I feel about Friday Night Lights. The second season starts October 5th, but Yahoo TV decided to stream the premiere episode this week. I just finished watching it and it is sooooo good. I can't handle it. Granted, it seems like they turned up the drama in order to lure in new viewers since NBC is totally going to cancel it like assholes, but the drama had me totally engaged, so whatevs. I can't wait to re-watch it in HD on the 5th.

You know what I think it is that causes our sweating? I think you're right that we're fat. But the thing is, people don't look at us and say, "Wow, you're fat." Well, I get that sometimes, but no one could ever mistake you for fat, and I'm on the lesser end of fatdom because I'm tall. The thing is, we're lazy, so I think our body fat percentage is really high. We must have a ton of insulation and we get all gross because of it. Like, it's obvious that I'm out of shape. No surprise there. But would you believe my body fat percentage is well into the obese range? I'm totally not kidding, either. It is. My old trainer told me and so did one of my doctors. I bitch and moan about my body and how I hate how I look all the time, but it's only when I think about the fact that my fat percentage is so fucking high that I get truly depressed. But am I doing anything about it? No.

I was planning on going to the gym for the first time in 9 months tonight, but here I sit. I think I'm totally going to watch Biggest Loser, too, which is ironic and dumb.

And I wasn't playing stalkarama with some stranger. I knew him, and he kept following ME, or walking in front of me but stopping to make sure I would keep up. It was all so weird. BUT, I did turn into a stalker after I got home because I sent a message to him on Friendster thanking him for the random cat and mouse game. Haha. That's what he gets for dating the same dude as me. We're all connected here on the internets, fool.