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Over it. I'm. Over. Everything. And kind of hating life lately. Which is not really typical for me. Too much booze, too much work, too little money, too little meaning.
But it's okay. Things will get better for these reasons:
1. In three weeks, I'm moving into a new apartment. Alone. Alooooone. I will paint it and furnish it and love it and maybe even get Hip Hop Abs, now that I won't be embarrassed by roommates interrupting my dorky workouts.
2. Book club is tomorrow.
3. I think that I could write a book. I might do it. If "The Devil Wears Prada" was such a freaking phenomenon, then I can write a shitty book too. Maybe even a not-so-shitty one.
4. Even if it is shitty, the act of writing it could be therapeutic.
5. I'm going to apply to be a Big Sister.
6. My dad and I are talking again.
7. I'm completely uninterested in romance lately, which is refreshing.
8. I'ma stick it to Progressive, thanks to my new friends at Esurance. Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
9. I am broke, but it's because I'm making a serious effort to pay off debt and I have a budget and timetable and take-charge shit like that.
10. I can kind of run now, and I plan to improve to the point where I drop the "kind of." And it's nice, after having spent my whole life believing that I couldn't run because of my knees and because runners are a little bit crazy.
I TOTALLY feel better just from making that list. Awesome. Way to self-pep-talk, self.
But it's okay. Things will get better for these reasons:
1. In three weeks, I'm moving into a new apartment. Alone. Alooooone. I will paint it and furnish it and love it and maybe even get Hip Hop Abs, now that I won't be embarrassed by roommates interrupting my dorky workouts.
2. Book club is tomorrow.
3. I think that I could write a book. I might do it. If "The Devil Wears Prada" was such a freaking phenomenon, then I can write a shitty book too. Maybe even a not-so-shitty one.
4. Even if it is shitty, the act of writing it could be therapeutic.
5. I'm going to apply to be a Big Sister.
6. My dad and I are talking again.
7. I'm completely uninterested in romance lately, which is refreshing.
8. I'ma stick it to Progressive, thanks to my new friends at Esurance. Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
9. I am broke, but it's because I'm making a serious effort to pay off debt and I have a budget and timetable and take-charge shit like that.
10. I can kind of run now, and I plan to improve to the point where I drop the "kind of." And it's nice, after having spent my whole life believing that I couldn't run because of my knees and because runners are a little bit crazy.
I TOTALLY feel better just from making that list. Awesome. Way to self-pep-talk, self.