I just got back from the gym.
I’m tired like crazy. I have 55 minutes before I have to leave for work. Holy heck, I want to quit my job.
I called my mom lastnight after drinking a couple rum-and-cokes. I was a little hyper, and we chatted for about an hour. I’m really excited to be going home for Christmas. I don’t really have any ideas as to what I want, but whatever. I’m looking at boots right now. I would really like a cute pair of winter boots.
I’m sweaty and gross, and I need to have a shower. I’m waiting for Justin to get home. I should go shower quickly so I don’t have to worry about that. Yeah.