Wendy's Excellent Canadian Adventure

Embarassing Hollywood moment time... I'm having an "at home" day -- you know, sweats, messy hair, glasses... going down to do the laundry like a good little girl, and who do I run into waiting for the elevator? Eliza Dushku, star of tv's Tru Calling, as well as numerous kick-ass movies (Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back, Bring it On, to name a couple). It took me all the way back up to my apartment to realize who it was. Her companion and dogs were quite nice... I'm not normally overly self-conscious, but it makes you take a step back when you're in your slumming mentality and come face to face with a fully done-up star. Ahem.

So anyway, I've been indulging over the last few months and not exactly going to the gym (read: not going to the gym), so I've gained about 10 pounds. I've been wanting to get rid of said 10 pounds, and thought in my infinite wisdom that trying one of those "Hollywood" juice diets would be a brilliant idea. You drink juice and the pounds flyyyyy off. But you're also starving, dizzy, brain-dead and exhausted. Did I mention starving? I have a bbq chicken pizza on the way and my butt's going to the gym tomorrow for some serious cardio. No judgements here, please -- I can get rid of my own fat ass.

;) Wisdom comes slowly sometimes in the face of permanent "beauty" -- this town makes everybody a little crazy in one way or another.

I'm going to do some yoga to pass the time till my pizza gets here. When it does, don't bother me -- I'll be eating.

Namaste...