gyms, jobs and uprisings
I wish gyms would put their membership fees on their websites. I hate how transparency is such a hard attribute to come by nowadays. I really want to be more active. I enjoyed the class I went to last year with Lisa but I wasn't too impressed with the facilities. They were very grim. I like sleek, shiny, efficient. So I've been considering the Fernwood gym. I really, really need to lose this little bit of weight for sanity's sake more than anything. I need to be able to fit into a pair of pants and not constantly waver between sizes.
I really like the sound of yoga but it's $15 for just one class. I figure with a gym membership I'll be able to go as often as I like. Plus while I enjoy my walks, if and when I get a Real Job I will be waking up too early in the mornings to want to go for a walk and I'm too nervous to walk around my area at night. I had a bottle thrown at my car yesterday and that was at 7pm in daylight.
Which brings me to my next topic. Head Office called! Finally! I still don't know if I have a Real Job. But it looks very promising. They want me to talk to Jo tomorrow before "continuing with the recruitment procress." Just to make sure she's alright with the possibility of me being snapped up by HQ. Eeee!!!
Argh the scab on my knee itches like hell and I keep banging it on things. Heal already, damn you!
Heeee I love Muse's Uprising. Fuuuun.