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Happy Memorial Day!

Monday, May 30, 2011 - Rant

So, it’s what, the official start of summer, right?  The absolute worst time of year.  *cry*

I hate summer time.  I hate the heat.  I hate the sun.  I hate the crowds of half-naked preteens.  I hate the extra stupidity that comes with summer.

Most of all, though, I hate the way people behave when they think “it’s summer!”

Suddenly, everyone is running around like chickens with their heads cut off screaming about getting their beach bodies.  O_o  What?  Beach body?  Okay…  So you just chop your head off and sew it onto a new sand proof body before going to the beach or something, right?  Nope.  They’re talking about getting into shape.  And not just any shape: “beach” shape.

Really, I don’t know what the difference is and I don’t want to know.  What I do know is that it’s stupid.  If you’re only going to get in shape to go to a nasty beach full of disgusting sand and crowded with a bunch of people running around in outfits that don’t contain enough fabric to properly clothe an infant then you need your brain checked.  (Psst, I don’t like beaches and I don’t like sand; can you tell?)

If you want to get in shape, then go for it.  But really, no one else (except maybe your creepy work-out buddy) wants to hear you brag about how you’ve been going to the gym, spending money on personal trainers, and joining those inane “beach body boot camps.”  If it starts to look like you’re getting in better shape, someone will compliment you, I promise.  Bragging on yourself to others about how much better shape your in is fishing for compliments, begging for attention, and comes across as desperate.  Not to mention the fact that it’s annoying as hell!  Seriously!

Um…  I’m going to cut my rant short.  I can probably go for a few thousand words, but this really was just supposed to say “Happy Memorial Day” and “don’t forget to honor our fallen heroes because this day is supposed to be for them!”

So…

Happy Memorial Day!

I hope you have a great time, but remember the reason for the holiday: honoring our fallen heroes.

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