I just got back from the shore... well, the 3rd. I slept like a billion hours yesterday, and didn't leave bed all day. My boyfriend came over, then we watched BSG, some random TV, blah blah blah.
We went to the shore because his birthday was the 2nd. So we stayed the 2nd, left the 3rd. I woulda stayed longer, but it was raining pretty bad.
We went to this resturant "Klee's," at like 12. We got done eating, and it's POURING. We walked because it was nice... lol.
So he ran the nine blocks to get the car and pick me up! How sweet!
I'm just not feeling this blog at all. I'm not feeling anything. I feel very blah... I was liek this yesterday too. I'm wondering if I'm coming down with something.... or what?
I lost weight though... I think. I LOOK skinnier, and despite having my certain friend, I'm only at 157... And the day I got it, it was 155... that usually means that whatever I weigh the second day, you can subtract 4 pounds, so that's 153.... yay. Here's hoping...
I have to go to work at fucking 6 to 10. Shoot me in the face, I hate this job. And the economy sucks too much to find a new one...
SIGH
I woke up at 1, and I'm still not hungry... Weird, and good, I won't lie.