biasply

I tried going to the gym last night in the hopes of taking my mind off things. While probably not a good idea to begin with (i've hardly eaten in two weeks now), I ended up just leaving out of frustration when there were lines for every single thing in the place. I did some stretches and that was it.

I can't do it in the morning even though i have the time because i just feel so sick to my stomach in general these days. I dunno....

I wanted to bring the Bel Air up to LA for the week to get Lojack installed on it (and to parade it in front of her if for no other reason than I'm a fanatical jackass who thinks stupid ideas like that make a difference) but it's leaking transmission fluid like a siv so that was a no-go as well.

I want some new glasses. But I need to see if Jason is willing to do the frame in a custom color for me this time. I like the frame, but not the two-tone look it comes in. I guess I'm sort of metro in this way. Shopping makes me feel better (at least I think it does).

So Subaru is taking my car out to some super special technical facility in Ontario to try to fix. It's apparently legendary among technicians now from across the country for not working. I think that nine months and as many repeat visits are legendary as well.

I still see her around and I'm afraid of her (to be fair to myself, I see a ton of people I know around). I still avoid her something fierce. I wish it didn't have to be this way. I hope I never fall for someone at first sight ever again...