where does my mind go when doing aerobics? it goes into a deep rhythmic void of nothingness. aerobics makes me feel blonde and truly (for lack of a better word) retarded.

while flapping my arms and twisting around to the super cheery techno version of a kurt cobain tune, i realize that i am the same age as these 30-year-old-something-dummies on television.

no, it can't be! yes, dache, yes, it can be.
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