Kovixen

I found some new eliptical machines at the gym. They were behind a big beam and I somehow never noticed them before. These are now my favorites of the bunch because you can totally hide back there and no one sees you red faced and sweating. I took the one next to the mirror today and watched myself work out a bit. Wow, I am totally hot. I loved it. Sure, I need to lose a bit of weight, but once that is off I'll be the supreme hotness of Arlington. I can't wait.

Once again, I switched to The View during Ellen's commercial break. Those damn women piss me off so much. Not that they did or said anything interesting today, but I really think they all are the fruits of the devil (pronounced the same was as in So I Married an Axe Murderer). They were talking about how it is rape when a female teacher has sex with her male students. I guess there's another case of this besides that big one from a few years ago. This woman was recently married and very pretty. But it was all rape this and rape that. I got sort of annoyed. I mean, yes, technically it is rape. But these boys seem to be a lot more consenting individuals than all the rapes that came out about coaches and teachers against the female students in the 90s. Rape to me is forced, is scary and is wrong. I'm not saying that what happened here was right, but it's sort of like the 14 year old skank that everyone had in their school who dated men in their 20s. It was wrong and gross, but I don't see that kind of rape in the same category. If the "child" wants it, then it's different than if it's forced.

Of course, I can see other sides. Arguing with myself here, maybe these kids started out raped the first time and then went into it a little more willing because that is all they know. Maybe it's the only attention they can get because their parents are drug addicts who beat them. I don't know. I'm not sure this is a fully formed opinion, so if you argue against me, I will probably agree with you.

I talked Peter into going to Old Navy because he's lost more weight and needed some new shirts. In his old clothes, he looks almost lanky, which totally scares me. I ain't gonna be married to no lanky boy. He got a few shirts, and he'll get more at a cool t-shirt place like Threadless or Busted Tees. This was a great opportunity for me to buy some clothes as well. I got there though, and I realized that since I think I'm pregnant yet again, I really shouldn't be buying clothes, at least not ones that I won't be able to wear in a month. So I got some yoga pants, a pair of shoes, and some tank tops that will stretch with me through at least my 6th month. God I love shopping, even if it's super cheap crap.