Sunday, February 7, 2010


I ran 8 miles today.

I ate 8 pounds of food today.

I drank 8 beers today. Not. I wish.

I read 8 pages of my book today.

I want 8 kids, so I can post 8 pictures of them on my blog.

I have 8 friends.

I like the number 8. Not really. I prefer odd numbers to even.

Maybe I will get 8 hours of sleep tonight. That would be great.

1 comment:

  1. You are 8 times more weird than I ever thought possible . . .