- I am obsessed with The Biggest Loser. I have been doing my best to avoid watching it because there are a few elements I really disagree with, but I’m hooked. Every week(day) I seem to find myself in front of the telly, crying along with Julie the mum, wanting to pat dear ol’ Cam on the back, and cheering on the two poor blokes holed up out bush with the scary super-sized trainer (can’t remember his name, but he’s no Emazon).
- I am currently living on chips, cheese and wine … not to mention the occasional chocolate. Wagtown = Gorgefest, but I’m okay with it. What else are holidays for? I am going out for a fabulous dinner tonight at the 3 Chefs (“Google that shit) with a dear friend. Can’t. Wait. For. Oysters.
- I busted out some serious Guitar Hero action last night and this morning. While I sat on my tush while shredding that shite up, I must say my wrists got quite the workout. Strong wrists. What every girl wants.
