Yarrrrrrrrgh!!!

I walk in to the gym tonight, and The Wee General is no where to be found.

Soooo........I hop up on the elliptical machine to warm up and get some cardio in....

....and I am moving pretty fast, totally focused on my form.....

....and the wench somehow manages to sneak up behind me, grab me by the waist and shout BOO!

I shriek and go flying off the elliptical machine, stumble in to the poor frightened man who was on the treadmill next to me, HE goes flying in to the chick next to him.

I swear, it was like frikkin DOMINOS!

Wee General starts cracking up, and like she did the other day, falls on the damn floor laughing.

Yargh.

Nosey-John-who-shaves-all-his-body-hair-except-his-head-and-his-eyebrows wanders over, sees her rolling around on the floor again, and practically salivates when he asks what torturous thing she did to me THIS time.

I see a pattern forming.

I am now 100% convinced.

The girl is trying to drive me INSANE.

Seriously. In-fucking-sane.

Scaring the bejesus out of me at every opportunity, kicking my ass harder and harder each week at the gym, telling me sex stories, kissing me, .....WTF? Seriously. WTF? I am so confused!!!! Don't get me wrong, I am totally laughing my ass off about all of this. It is definitely entertaining. But WTF is going on?!?!?!?!?!?

I need a drink. The girl is driving me to the bottle.

And on that happy note, I am heading off to "test drive" the hawt little outfit I bought for this week's Half Nekkid Thursday post. I need sex. BAD.