Thursday. A nice day by all accounts. Unfortunately I left my cleats at my new house, so I have to go get them, but I can't stay there tonight because my fam left for Wyoming this morning and I have to make sure to let the animals out at night and in the morning. I guess my other roommate is going into work this morning, which she only does often enough to keep her job at the hospital, so she'll be staying there tonight. The plan is to hang out with both of my roommates after my League Tournament today, which won't be till 9 or so.
As of right now, if I'm going to my new place, I can't justify it without bringing boxes of stuff as well. Which means I need to pack some stuff this morning, but really quickly because I have to be back by 3 to help my older sister make Thank You cards for my younger sister's wedding. Bah. Then I have to leave by 5. Today's already moving too fast for my comfort. Plus I'm still really sore from working out for the first time in months on Tuesday. Yesterday was much worse, so at least it's not so bad today. I actually kind of like the feeling of having all your muscles sore when you're out of shape and then you work out, but I played tennis, ran 3 miles, then did all sorts of leg weights. That was probably too much, because I've never been so sore before. Oh well. But yesterday I had trouble running even 2 miles, and tennis that morning wasn't overcast like the day before, so we only played for an hour and were still exhausted. Today I will forgo the gym, as I will be working out later today.
I did get to go to Graywhale yesterday, which is an excellent place. I ended up getting their little card thingie, because I know I'll be buying a lot of music there. They have a great Indie section. I also got a David Bowie poster, with him looking his best. I really like that store. Later that night Duckling and I watched "Meet Me In St. Louis" which is such a funny show, and one I haven't seen for years. This is why I did not go to bed until after midnight, and why I just woke up at 11 am.
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David Bowie looking his best? When was that? In the Labrynth?
No. Think Changes. And Fame.
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