The roommate is back from Deutchland. Maybe I won't wanna slit my throat again for being home just long enough to make a giant mess. I really can't live by myself... makes me suicidal. And what with work being the way it was, a massive brain drain for 13 hours a day, yeah... I was ready to jump off a bridge... had I enough brain cells left to figure out where a damn bridge is.
Last night I had Kathy pick me up and go for a short run to warm up and then hop in the pool for a swim. It was really nice. I'm super motivated to get rid of my love handles right now. It's just unacceptable to pudge out of my jeans like this. That is... if I can even button them at all.
Not much else interesting going on... I had a date here and there with a few folks but nothing interesting. I have made plans to have dinner with a friend on Thursday, happy hour tonight with Finn, Friday out with Ivana and Sunday meet and greet at the Tiki lounge nearby. And somehow I'm not doing anything on Saturday. At all. I wonder if I should fill it with something.
Anyhow, I'm looking forward to not being anti-social now.
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