Well...
I think the main reason I haven't blogged much recently... is the very fact that all my exciting activities have been spent, well, drunk.
I've been to a bunch of new bars! One of which features a SHUFFLEBOARD table! I whooped some major ass in a mini-tourney.
I had people joining my team, and I was all serious-face, despite the fact I was completely smashed and walking with a little swagger/stumble. I actually still rocked it, and won the tourney for my team of hotness. One man from the team slept on my couch, because his drunk ass got left behind by his friends.
This was.. what.. Sunday night.
I've been to see a few movies (Beowulf rulez), and am going to see No Country for Old Men tomorrow night.
Tonight I'm trying to see if I can go see this gorgeous rockabilly singer chick with my friends. I really need to write a paper though.. it's like.. fuck, a week late. I don't know WHY I do that to myself. Stupid Communications class.. why can't I take you seriously?
Packing up my Dad's house, and now I have tons of black plastic bags all over my apartment, filled with books and movies, and art, and stuff I just didn't want in storage.
My personal trainer is out of town, which bums me out. I've been trying to alter my diet, because I can't just jog/plyometric the shit off like I have been. It's so much harder to feel motivated without other girls around!
I think the main reason I haven't blogged much recently... is the very fact that all my exciting activities have been spent, well, drunk.
I've been to a bunch of new bars! One of which features a SHUFFLEBOARD table! I whooped some major ass in a mini-tourney.
I had people joining my team, and I was all serious-face, despite the fact I was completely smashed and walking with a little swagger/stumble. I actually still rocked it, and won the tourney for my team of hotness. One man from the team slept on my couch, because his drunk ass got left behind by his friends.
This was.. what.. Sunday night.
I've been to see a few movies (Beowulf rulez), and am going to see No Country for Old Men tomorrow night.
Tonight I'm trying to see if I can go see this gorgeous rockabilly singer chick with my friends. I really need to write a paper though.. it's like.. fuck, a week late. I don't know WHY I do that to myself. Stupid Communications class.. why can't I take you seriously?
Packing up my Dad's house, and now I have tons of black plastic bags all over my apartment, filled with books and movies, and art, and stuff I just didn't want in storage.
My personal trainer is out of town, which bums me out. I've been trying to alter my diet, because I can't just jog/plyometric the shit off like I have been. It's so much harder to feel motivated without other girls around!
cyureus:
Rock on with the procrastination of papers. I do it too. It's like it's easier to turn them in late, than on time... *shrug*
downedcity:
enjoy No Country, lets discuss it.