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What a ridiculously lazy weekend. Chris came to visit me on Friday afternoon and stayed the whole weekend. I thought he'd leave Sunday morning but he had an interview in Wilton on Monday morning so he stayed an extra night! I made him watched the Finale of the Sopranos and Big Love and I made him a milk shake. It was lovely. We didn't really do much. Saw a movie. Watched a lot of tv. Ate a LOT. Snuggled. And sometimes I feel guilty that we're such bums and I don't take him places. But, to be fair to me, I did have real plans set up, but it rained all weekend, and all my activities required us being outside. Next time...
Summer school is going well. I am really, really loving Shakespeare, just not the class as it's kind of not mentally stimulating. The literature is amazing. Fabulous. Moving. Everything that everyone always says it is. Oh, I love it. And math, for the first time in my life makes sense. This teacher I have, Mrs. C is perhaps the most amazing woman I've ever met. She learned my name after one day. I had professors who NEVER learned my name. Ever. Well, Saint A's trumps CCSU in every single way, but I mean, I admit, I'm a bit impressed Central. Anyway, math is kind of cool, especially when you always get the right answers. Repeatedly.
I applied for this part time job writing a column for one of my favorite "foodies." I think I would just get to email my column so I'm assuming I can do it from home, in CT. I can't really up and leave as of right now due to all this college stuff I'm signed up for. But it'll be fun.
I just bought a heart rate monitor and it is pretty sweet. I think one of the reasons I get bored of the gym is because I don't have any new challenges. Working out with the monitor, and trying to keep my HR in the zone is so intense. I become totally focused on my workout and not my surroundings- ok, except for when obese woman got on the bike next to me and puffed so heavily I was a bit worried...
Have to go swimming on Wednesday, eep. Means I need to self tan and shave immediately. Bought a new book, The History of Love and I'm dying to start reading it, but I think instead I will go take a nap in the guest room. The sheets will probably still smell like Chris and it's weird but I can smell his smell. Not his cologne I mean, but his phermones. And I always sleep well, like when I nap in his apartment or borrow one of his worn shirts. So, here's to good napping!!
Summer school is going well. I am really, really loving Shakespeare, just not the class as it's kind of not mentally stimulating. The literature is amazing. Fabulous. Moving. Everything that everyone always says it is. Oh, I love it. And math, for the first time in my life makes sense. This teacher I have, Mrs. C is perhaps the most amazing woman I've ever met. She learned my name after one day. I had professors who NEVER learned my name. Ever. Well, Saint A's trumps CCSU in every single way, but I mean, I admit, I'm a bit impressed Central. Anyway, math is kind of cool, especially when you always get the right answers. Repeatedly.
I applied for this part time job writing a column for one of my favorite "foodies." I think I would just get to email my column so I'm assuming I can do it from home, in CT. I can't really up and leave as of right now due to all this college stuff I'm signed up for. But it'll be fun.
I just bought a heart rate monitor and it is pretty sweet. I think one of the reasons I get bored of the gym is because I don't have any new challenges. Working out with the monitor, and trying to keep my HR in the zone is so intense. I become totally focused on my workout and not my surroundings- ok, except for when obese woman got on the bike next to me and puffed so heavily I was a bit worried...
Have to go swimming on Wednesday, eep. Means I need to self tan and shave immediately. Bought a new book, The History of Love and I'm dying to start reading it, but I think instead I will go take a nap in the guest room. The sheets will probably still smell like Chris and it's weird but I can smell his smell. Not his cologne I mean, but his phermones. And I always sleep well, like when I nap in his apartment or borrow one of his worn shirts. So, here's to good napping!!