I feel like I got no sleep at all again, although I know I did because I had a horrible dream that I went to see my tattoo artist and he wasn't there. Instead there was some cracked out Bruce Willis-looking dude and he was all,
"oh it's ok I can finish your work for you," and then he proceeded to fuck up my tattoo so bad I wanted to cut my arm off. Then the dream turned into something about Nick being a jerk again and I was like oh fajita not again. Woke up feeling so uncomfortable and upset, although I think my cramps and the fact I went to the gym 3 times yesterday may have something to do with my discomfort. I am so fucking sore and tired and exhausted today. My god.
Today I have to print up my resume and take one to Gold's Gym in T.O. I went there last night to train Karla and myself and holy shit, is that a nice gym. I miss working in an actual gym because it is easier to train people with such a variety of equipment, but I don't miss being watched and having to sell and being paid like half of what I make on my own. But we'll see what happens with that and my interview tomorrow.
Also need to study
, see my therapist at 2, call my credit card people at 3, and then go train the Petersen's at 6:30.
I want it to be Friday already. I want my tattoo. I want my day in bed with Nick and horror flicks and awesome Chinese food. I want to sleep the whole night through in someone's arms. I swear I get such good sleep at his house, I don't know why I am so restless at home. It sucks.
P.S. Captain Jack Squirrel is being a good boy and is eating and drinking completely on his own now. In about 3 weeks he will be a big enough boy to go back outside and live in the bushes and burrow to his heart's content. But I still wish I could keep him and train him to kill.
P.P.S. Why does this make me so insanely happy?
P.P.P.S. Discover Card's line of increase was only $750. That does me no good. Thanks jerkoffs.
"oh it's ok I can finish your work for you," and then he proceeded to fuck up my tattoo so bad I wanted to cut my arm off. Then the dream turned into something about Nick being a jerk again and I was like oh fajita not again. Woke up feeling so uncomfortable and upset, although I think my cramps and the fact I went to the gym 3 times yesterday may have something to do with my discomfort. I am so fucking sore and tired and exhausted today. My god.
Today I have to print up my resume and take one to Gold's Gym in T.O. I went there last night to train Karla and myself and holy shit, is that a nice gym. I miss working in an actual gym because it is easier to train people with such a variety of equipment, but I don't miss being watched and having to sell and being paid like half of what I make on my own. But we'll see what happens with that and my interview tomorrow.
Also need to study
, see my therapist at 2, call my credit card people at 3, and then go train the Petersen's at 6:30.
I want it to be Friday already. I want my tattoo. I want my day in bed with Nick and horror flicks and awesome Chinese food. I want to sleep the whole night through in someone's arms. I swear I get such good sleep at his house, I don't know why I am so restless at home. It sucks.
P.S. Captain Jack Squirrel is being a good boy and is eating and drinking completely on his own now. In about 3 weeks he will be a big enough boy to go back outside and live in the bushes and burrow to his heart's content. But I still wish I could keep him and train him to kill.
P.P.S. Why does this make me so insanely happy?
P.P.P.S. Discover Card's line of increase was only $750. That does me no good. Thanks jerkoffs.
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z_x_silas:
those singing cats will haunt my dreams for the rest of my days.
d_day:
THREE times in one day? I thought my going 5 days a week was rough! Of course, that was way back when I was young and energetic. I never really got back into the swing of things after I blew out my knee. I still have my memebership, and need to get back into it. heh.