over a tuesday

Hearing snoring even while I am awake and awake for good annoys the shit out of me.

I already went and worked out, felt good. I’ve decided I’m only going to work out in the morning. It’s the best time. you feel good for the rest of the day, it’s less busy there and the lady that works there during the morning is super nice.

Now I’m going to work on some slicks for SCA Walls. And I’ll be writing whenever things pop into my head over the course of the day.

Well I was sitting at our table and working on my laptop and stuff and of course trying to distract myself I looked to the bookshelf and how and behold a glorious set of my journals. Starting roughly freshman year of college. Which was like half full!!! It’s so funny reading things about meeting Sara and Emily and thinking about boys and stuff. And then another journal was completely full of travels, having each day and what we did. It’s great. And of course through out all of these spirals there are phone numbers to remember, passwords, doodles, testing pens and markers. It’s great. And I wrote an update in the one that contained freshman year. I just felt like I had to complete the story a little bit. Even though I realize now I didn’t mention that I did graduate and it was in fine and applied art’s art history and it was in 4 years. Well I’m announcing that to the world now so there you go. I worried a lot in those journals, more than I remember. But maybe because I didn’t worry to anybody else?

Now I have Matt, who gets the unfiltered me.

Man, I want some chocolate. Maybe just a granola bar? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm (yes I ate a granola bar)

Now it’s time to shower. Tommy James and the Shonells make a great “best of”. “Run, Run, Baby, Run” needs to be covered by Jens Lekmen.