If you're here, you must be bored., Hullo Feb.

Hullo Feb.

I worked my butt off at the gym (figuratively, and maybe a little literally as well) and felt like vomiting on my trainer (who looks so adorable with his hair not gelled into an anime character-like spike). I came home, and wanted to fight through the nauesea, so I caught up on Archer, one of my new favorite shows. HILARIOUS. However, I failed, curled into the fetal position, and napped for like 2 hours.
Woke up violently hungry, ate everything in my path (not much) and immediately got a new tummy ache. Smart.
Soda and laziness returned tummy to normal.
Pizzzzzzzzzzzza soon.
Going to Rich’s and practicing guitar. He will hear “Come as You Are” at least 415 times.
Tomorrow, maybe (hopefully) my last Saturday at my cousin’s salon. (hearing about the new job monday). And even more hopefully, her sister will bring in my brand new cousin!!!!!
Date Night at the Jersey Shore
Some sports event I don’t care for aka no facebook for like 3 days.
I will be getting more Mass Effect action in at some point.