Is this supposed to hurt?

Sooooooo....

I bought a Wii *just* so I could buy/play the Michael Jackson: The Experience video game. Power bill, smouwer bill. And I cannot WAIT to tell you all my (mis)adventures.

After 2 1/2 mintues of dancing to "They Don't Really Care About Us" (mind you, the song is actually 4 1/2 minutes long), I was sweating like crazy, panting like a rabid dog, and cramping in places I'd be embarrassed to tell my gyno. No worries though, I sweated and danced and panted and cramped for another 3 hours to the entire MJ playlist.

And did I tell you the game came with A SEQUINED GLOVE!?! WHAT ARE THEY TRYING TO DO TO ME???

I may never leave the house again.

More to come.

anw