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Break is awesome.
I went to lunch yesterday with my old babysitter, and she now has a BABY and he is the cutest baby ever. oh geeze. effin babies, man. I LOVE babies. I can't even lie. I'm gonna have a million babies. And I feel like such an oddball that I WANT to have a million babies because I think every single one of my friends' feelings towards babies are neutral to negative. Whatev, no need to get all weirded out though, I have a while to go, and "a million babies"=closer to like 2 or 3...
I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that I'm not going to finish the marathon in a respectable amount of time, but I'm alright with that. I might do San Diego in June to redeem myself... and get a cool medal. we'll see.
I've been getting at least 8 hours of sleep and I've been sleeping in until like 10 and stuff so I'm all thrown off. The marathon starts at 7:40 which means I have to be at the shuttle place at like... 6 at the latest, which means I have to be up by 5:30 at the latest. And whenever I run, it's always later than that. like, noon. or like, 8pm. 10 am at the earliest, I think. So it'll be interesting to see how running half asleep works out... the snooze button needs to be removed from my alarm at home.
I'm worried. and excited. and everyone's like "you'll do fine" like I'm so prepared and it'll be a piece of cake and I'm like "shut it, you have no idea"
my car needs a shit ton of repairs, and I'm a little angry at the world and worried about money, but I may have a solution... cars are expensive.
One of my best friends from like 6th grade found me. She moved to like Massachusetts or something and disappeared off the face of the earth. Enter facebook. Good ol' facebook.
Christmas was lovely.
I went to lunch today with a friend from high school, actually one of the old friends I value the most. lovely x 2.
I'm not sure if I'll make new years resolutions since I failed all mine from last year. Maybe I'll just resolve to make resolutions throughout the year (and the life) as they become necessary. done. I always thought "new years resolutions" should be on birthdays anyway because that feels more like the measure of a true year... January 1 is just another day, but on December 4, I'll have been around for exactly however many years. December 4 is my new year. it seems like they'd be more personal and real that way. Not like this collective resolution to be better (and, all too often, gradual disappointment when life happens) that I'm partaking in, more or less, because everybody's doing it, but something that I'm truly doing for myself. And when the next birthday comes around and I've been successful, it's like a birthday present. but maybe that's another "I want to have a million babies" thing, and I'm the only weirdo who feels that way. or maybe i'll start a resolution revolution.
hmmm, that's it.
I went to lunch yesterday with my old babysitter, and she now has a BABY and he is the cutest baby ever. oh geeze. effin babies, man. I LOVE babies. I can't even lie. I'm gonna have a million babies. And I feel like such an oddball that I WANT to have a million babies because I think every single one of my friends' feelings towards babies are neutral to negative. Whatev, no need to get all weirded out though, I have a while to go, and "a million babies"=closer to like 2 or 3...
I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that I'm not going to finish the marathon in a respectable amount of time, but I'm alright with that. I might do San Diego in June to redeem myself... and get a cool medal. we'll see.
I've been getting at least 8 hours of sleep and I've been sleeping in until like 10 and stuff so I'm all thrown off. The marathon starts at 7:40 which means I have to be at the shuttle place at like... 6 at the latest, which means I have to be up by 5:30 at the latest. And whenever I run, it's always later than that. like, noon. or like, 8pm. 10 am at the earliest, I think. So it'll be interesting to see how running half asleep works out... the snooze button needs to be removed from my alarm at home.
I'm worried. and excited. and everyone's like "you'll do fine" like I'm so prepared and it'll be a piece of cake and I'm like "shut it, you have no idea"
my car needs a shit ton of repairs, and I'm a little angry at the world and worried about money, but I may have a solution... cars are expensive.
One of my best friends from like 6th grade found me. She moved to like Massachusetts or something and disappeared off the face of the earth. Enter facebook. Good ol' facebook.
Christmas was lovely.
I went to lunch today with a friend from high school, actually one of the old friends I value the most. lovely x 2.
I'm not sure if I'll make new years resolutions since I failed all mine from last year. Maybe I'll just resolve to make resolutions throughout the year (and the life) as they become necessary. done. I always thought "new years resolutions" should be on birthdays anyway because that feels more like the measure of a true year... January 1 is just another day, but on December 4, I'll have been around for exactly however many years. December 4 is my new year. it seems like they'd be more personal and real that way. Not like this collective resolution to be better (and, all too often, gradual disappointment when life happens) that I'm partaking in, more or less, because everybody's doing it, but something that I'm truly doing for myself. And when the next birthday comes around and I've been successful, it's like a birthday present. but maybe that's another "I want to have a million babies" thing, and I'm the only weirdo who feels that way. or maybe i'll start a resolution revolution.
hmmm, that's it.