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I've been painting something. I like it. When I'm done, there may be photos.
50 mins of biking twice a day any time I go to work = even MORE hungry than my usual ravenous self, but less round belly to show for it, like, kind of instantly. I wonder what I'll look like if I keep this up. I've been trying to motivate myself to lift weights forever. Maybe the byproduct of a less fatty me will encourage me to train for vanity. Maybe not.
Today was pretty busy. I was juggling a few things at once. There were a bunch of people at the counter, the phones were ringing like mad & the gals just left me there alone for a few minutes. I finally reached that point when you're getting broken in for a new job where you kinda understand whats going on, but don't know how to do things efficiently yet & all you want to do is quit. Ugh, in about 5 hours I'll be waking up to a 10 hour work day. Ugh.
In a few weeks, I'll (hopefully) have this down pat.
Right now, being this inept is a little infuriating & embarrassing.
Oh, not to mention, I got all the nice ladies at the vet sick with my terrible flu.
I think there's a point in every old person's life where they either decay into a sour curmudgeon or blossom into a sweet slice of pie.
50 mins of biking twice a day any time I go to work = even MORE hungry than my usual ravenous self, but less round belly to show for it, like, kind of instantly. I wonder what I'll look like if I keep this up. I've been trying to motivate myself to lift weights forever. Maybe the byproduct of a less fatty me will encourage me to train for vanity. Maybe not.
Today was pretty busy. I was juggling a few things at once. There were a bunch of people at the counter, the phones were ringing like mad & the gals just left me there alone for a few minutes. I finally reached that point when you're getting broken in for a new job where you kinda understand whats going on, but don't know how to do things efficiently yet & all you want to do is quit. Ugh, in about 5 hours I'll be waking up to a 10 hour work day. Ugh.
In a few weeks, I'll (hopefully) have this down pat.
Right now, being this inept is a little infuriating & embarrassing.
Oh, not to mention, I got all the nice ladies at the vet sick with my terrible flu.
I think there's a point in every old person's life where they either decay into a sour curmudgeon or blossom into a sweet slice of pie.