Late Night Tuesday

I bought a Nordic Track elliptical machine last Saturday. I totally did not want to use it today. I was pulling any excuse to talk myself out of it, but I did my time. Unfortunately, just owning an elliptical doesn't make my fat ass go away.
I can't believe how lazy I am! I hate sweating, unless I am working (paycheck always in the back of my mind) and then it's okay. But on my own time I can barely keep on top of the house cleaning. I take that back; I like to clean my own mess in my house.
I have a project that I want to begin on, but I don't know how about to start it. I want to sit down with my Grandma and make a compilation of her life. I would love to hear her stories and be able to record them for myself and all of my family. I just think that that would be awsome, except that I have no idea where to start. Oh well, I'll figure it out. Maybe I'll find some pervert in a chat room and ask him his 12 year old opinion.
Chow. :)