THE CHAMPION OF TEMECULA!

i am shakey as i type this, a combination of an intense run, too loud pixies, and a hot ass(id) shower. i got anxious this morning after calling the vet and realizing how much it will cost to keep nico healthy and hairy. i put on my mom's black stretch pants that hug my too skinny legs yet allow me to feel my butt jiggling and cj's jacket that keeps my bosoms in check. i had cj time me. i ran to exhaust.
i passed mini vans that sped past me. i passed trucks that slowed down past me. there are only two types of car in temecula. passed cj's vice principal, a short, hairy man, who was leaning on a mini van window, in front of the elementary cj stayed home from today. he watched me as i ran, i could feel the trail of his eyes on my jigglin' cheeks. i waved with peace sign fingers because i was hyper and feeling shakey and the pixies were too loud and i was thinking of too funny jokes. i saw you asshole, my brother goes there. i passed two CHUBBY BUBBIES all dressed to run walking so so slow taking up the entire sidewalk. i jumped over the grass into the bike lane and they double took, i know what they were thinking, "this bitch, thin AND running." you guys are bitches and your visor is a bitch too. my thighs might be running with me, but i'm not lazy. your sons are or will smoke too much pot your husband is wealthy but ugly. YOU ARE FAT!
i passed an old guy walking in cute jogging attire, addidas or something. he waved but i was so tired i didnt catch it till i was right next to him, almost behind him. i passed another runner who nodded to me. little did you know, mr. dramatic sweat stain, i has just begun running again after a brief walk. thats because a song came on that made me think,"OH! gotta GO." thank you frank black, black francis, whoever the hell you are these days. runner, we are not kin. i am an in betweiner! i go both ways! run walk run walk the rest of the way home. i got back and cj congratulated me on my extraordinary marathon time! he ran by my side down the hall where i left him for the too hot shower that made me feel too hot when i got out and sick so i put on a canoe shirt and no pants and sat down to type. i am too warm now and still have that feeling in my lungs, you know, that FEELING. thank you, legs for maybe losing too much weight these past months but still carrying me around temecula to flaunt you in front of fat women! thank you for SPEED. and thank you for not getting razor burn when i shaved yesterday! happy 21st, legs!