WAKE AND BAKE!!!!!
last night, i made a conscious effort to be social, but then pauli got me all fucked up. i came home and got dressed (which took over an hour) then headed off to railroad square. i checked out the art, which was very cool this month in particular, and antiques....and stayed for no more than one hour before coming back home and passing out at 9:30pm i haven't done that shit in ages, but i guess my body needed sleep more than i realized. i do tend to exhaust myself...oh well.
now, its 8:30 am and i'm awake, and have been so for OVER TWO MOTHER FUCKIN HOURS!!!! no matter what, i always wake up after 8 or 9 hours. sometimes i can go back to sleep, other days i can't. totally blows, man!!! the times it really sucks are days like today. its the ass end of my vacation, when i CAN sleep in and actually have the closest thing to doing nothing all day, and no i have no choice but to do something. these tasks will not be necessary but i will do them out of sheer boredom. i've been home a week and still haven't gotten my suitcases out of my car. (which coincidently, has forced me to wear clothes i haven't worn in ages. some, i remember their glory. some, are just too small).
so i did a weigh in at publix and its down to 129. YIKES!!! since i moved to tally, i've only weighed in at publix. when i moved here...126. after the sophomore 20...146. and since october, i've lost 20. i can't decide if its cause i quit eating pizza, with a calzone here and there, every friggin day. OR because i have no appetite and basically force myself to eat. OR because i'm poor. maybe its a combo of all three. ???
damn, i want a calzone and its only 8:35. why can't decent open now?!?!?!
maybe i'll go for a drive...
man, dirty digits is the SHIT! and that mothafucka loved some pizza and chicken. he's just fast as hell. he has a million fuckin records and knows so much about music , so the beats are oh so entertaining. and definitely, a dope dude to know and chill with. when i open my first bar, i'll want him to play opening night. FO SHO.
as of late, i've realized what an effect francis jordan had on my days almost a year ago. i don't know what it is about that kid. he made me active. get up off my ass and go out and do. no one else will go to the park with me in the middle at 2 in the morning in the middle of january and push me one the swing. he taught me to eat healthy. he actually made me wrestle to improve my quickness...or maybe it was just to touch my boobies. hmm...
point being. april needs to get here faster.
now, its 8:30 am and i'm awake, and have been so for OVER TWO MOTHER FUCKIN HOURS!!!! no matter what, i always wake up after 8 or 9 hours. sometimes i can go back to sleep, other days i can't. totally blows, man!!! the times it really sucks are days like today. its the ass end of my vacation, when i CAN sleep in and actually have the closest thing to doing nothing all day, and no i have no choice but to do something. these tasks will not be necessary but i will do them out of sheer boredom. i've been home a week and still haven't gotten my suitcases out of my car. (which coincidently, has forced me to wear clothes i haven't worn in ages. some, i remember their glory. some, are just too small).
so i did a weigh in at publix and its down to 129. YIKES!!! since i moved to tally, i've only weighed in at publix. when i moved here...126. after the sophomore 20...146. and since october, i've lost 20. i can't decide if its cause i quit eating pizza, with a calzone here and there, every friggin day. OR because i have no appetite and basically force myself to eat. OR because i'm poor. maybe its a combo of all three. ???
damn, i want a calzone and its only 8:35. why can't decent open now?!?!?!
maybe i'll go for a drive...
man, dirty digits is the SHIT! and that mothafucka loved some pizza and chicken. he's just fast as hell. he has a million fuckin records and knows so much about music , so the beats are oh so entertaining. and definitely, a dope dude to know and chill with. when i open my first bar, i'll want him to play opening night. FO SHO.
as of late, i've realized what an effect francis jordan had on my days almost a year ago. i don't know what it is about that kid. he made me active. get up off my ass and go out and do. no one else will go to the park with me in the middle at 2 in the morning in the middle of january and push me one the swing. he taught me to eat healthy. he actually made me wrestle to improve my quickness...or maybe it was just to touch my boobies. hmm...
point being. april needs to get here faster.