"come on shake your body, baby, do that conga."

I love Gloria Estefan, mainly because "she was the only Hispanic crossover artist of back in the day," according to my mom and the interweb. As I sit here enjoying my 'Rich Chocolate Royal' Slim-Fast and eight ounces of Florida's Natural brand orange juice, I think of how badly I want a body like Michelle Rodriguez's. With the sound of Estefan's 'Conga' transitioning to Anita Ward's 'Ring My Bell'--and quickly back to 'Conga', again--I spot Snickers the gray poodle feverishly humping his brown blanket in the center of the family room floor (grotesque), and realize that the only way to get in better shape is to stop blogging, and throw on my Chuck Taylors. Wish me luck, blogger. Sayofreakingnara, for now.