There are a few people in this world that I consider myself obsessed with.
Dr. Oz.
Dr. Oz is a doctor who always used to appear on Oprah, giving his adorable doctor advice, and now he has his own show.
He comes out on stage in those scrubs, sliding those purple surgeon gloves onto his hands. He is generally a sexy person. Which is creepy, cause hes like 50 and I'm in high school...
When I listen to him, however, I do feel like a lazy lard because he reads these scary nutrition facts that I can totally relate to because I eat a ton of food. According to him, I may reach obesity by my 30's if I keep going at this rate. I should start listening to this man.
I would work out and eat right, like Dr. Oz tells me to, but Ive had tech week for this awesome play I'm doing called "You Can't Take It With You" (7:30pm December 1,2,3, come see it) and just haven't had time to get up and be active. That's a valid excuse though. I get home at 9:30pm and watch the news and blog, where I proceed to crash on the couch, reread my blog post, a realize it doesn't make any sense... Then suddenly I look up and forget where I am, then I know its time to go to bed...
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