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10:30 p.m. - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
I wish I had one good reason, that i should stay
oh man, I should feel great. I took my dogs for a hike today, then wen i got home I eventually whent for a bike ride, not a full bike ride, but pretty good considering I didn't even start till it was almost six. but it was atleast ten miles. and when I got home i was so dirty, I took a bath (you know why guys don't like baths? cause we don't fit in the tub. really, I can only bath about 40% of myself at a time, I have to bath the top of my body separtely from the bottom half, It a lot worse than the showers when I just have to duck my head to get it in) but i took a bath, and it was good. I watched proco rosso when I got out, in french instead of japanese this time, it sounds so much sexyer, Though it should have been in italian because most of the action takes place in itialy regarding the italian air force in the biuldup to WWII. some japanese movies can be so wierd:)
but anyway, back on topic at least so much as this blog has a topic: I don't know why I still feel like shit. I mean it's the first time I've actually exersized in a couple of months. I mean real, I will be sore tomarrow exersize. not just fourty five mins on the machines at walking my dogs a couple of miles exersize. and I still feel like shit.
for instance, I was thinking of going to the denverfest or whatever it was called, but i didn't think about it yesterday, when it actually was, (it would have been cool to see cursvie again and finally see built to spill) but keep in mind that i hadn't thought of this on saturady, no on saturday i was out with my dogs, because I saw a sliver of sun shine up near boulder, it lasted about twenty min when I got there. I was so tierd that I basically slept all day sat. and today, it wasn't till about 11:15 that I got up.

I really want to find a job that doesn't so closely resemble hell.

god I hate my job.

maybe tomarrow, please god, tomarrow.

NP lilly allen, Cheryl Tweedy.
Who happens to be my prefect bride, classy enough to wear a dress, but with tennis shoes. for just running around town, like in the video for ldn or smile,
but not really, she spent some 180,000 lbs on clothes the first year that she was famous. no thanks.

 

 

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