i'm trying to be a turd

Michelle told me yesterday that I need to just be a turd. "You do too much," she said. "Then you get stressed out. Just sit and be a turd or something."

So last night, I sat at home and tried to be a turd. I watched 4 eps of Alias season 2, ate 1/2 of a NY strip steak from Outback (curbside service - awesome), and talked to Miriam on the phone for an hour. No studying. No 09:Babies stuff. No exercise. Nothing.

You know what? I think I like being a turd once in a while. I actually slept last night. Of course, when I calculated my points on Weight Watchers online today, I realized that I went over my weekly limit! But oh well. It was worth it.