keeping busy
I don't know how I got so bad at this. 2014, day 9.
I rang in the New Year with the most awful raspberry vodka, an elderflower liqueur that was quite nice, and Bourbon. Still wasn't as drunk as the night I had two beers. The gay/drag bar we went to briefly after was great.
I've been to the gym every day this week. Work is going well. The days pass quickly, I need to work on picking my battles (yes, already), self-control, and becoming absolutely indispensable. I don't feel like I'm being managed well and I need to hide this better.
I want a vacuum cleaner so that I can do a real (not half-assed) job cleaning my apartment once and for all. I need a non-world destructive version of Drano, a bucket, gray nail polish, rechargeable batteries, more paper towels, nicer boots, and the heart to get rid of the clothes that aren't doing me any favors.
I need to get my damn phone fixed.
I went to an 8:30 zumba class and learned/re-learned so much! Also a good way to knock the arrogance out...
I love the exercise but I'm definitely not coordinated. So many people who work out are already really skinny. There's an industry somewhere of musicians who make music specifically for zumba workouts, fuck. Latin American dances, the ones with fixed steps, are fucking difficult, will I ever be able to do it?
There are so many classes offered though my available time slots narrow things down quite a bit. I need to find my perfect classes, the ones that will give me balance every week. I need to make it to a yoga or pilates class soon.
I'm also thinking seriously about getting off LJ. I really don't want to go to Wordpress but being able to import old entries is important! A weekend project, soon.
I rang in the New Year with the most awful raspberry vodka, an elderflower liqueur that was quite nice, and Bourbon. Still wasn't as drunk as the night I had two beers. The gay/drag bar we went to briefly after was great.
I've been to the gym every day this week. Work is going well. The days pass quickly, I need to work on picking my battles (yes, already), self-control, and becoming absolutely indispensable. I don't feel like I'm being managed well and I need to hide this better.
I want a vacuum cleaner so that I can do a real (not half-assed) job cleaning my apartment once and for all. I need a non-world destructive version of Drano, a bucket, gray nail polish, rechargeable batteries, more paper towels, nicer boots, and the heart to get rid of the clothes that aren't doing me any favors.
I need to get my damn phone fixed.
I went to an 8:30 zumba class and learned/re-learned so much! Also a good way to knock the arrogance out...
I love the exercise but I'm definitely not coordinated. So many people who work out are already really skinny. There's an industry somewhere of musicians who make music specifically for zumba workouts, fuck. Latin American dances, the ones with fixed steps, are fucking difficult, will I ever be able to do it?
There are so many classes offered though my available time slots narrow things down quite a bit. I need to find my perfect classes, the ones that will give me balance every week. I need to make it to a yoga or pilates class soon.
I'm also thinking seriously about getting off LJ. I really don't want to go to Wordpress but being able to import old entries is important! A weekend project, soon.