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.