Note to self

STOP watching "Whose Wedding is it Anyway?"!

 

STOP watching Oxygen On-demand!

 

STOP thinking that when you wake up, everything will be magically better!

 

TAKE up kickboxing.

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I'm getting better at pushing it all away.

Embracing it all wasn't working.

Although, truthfully, the only real difference is less nausea.

 

I can't even look at him.

 

*Shakes head*

 

Good for me I have to be at my second job @ 6 tomorrow.

Means no time for thinking.

 

My summer predictions:

1. I will still be watching the aforementioned programs

2. Things might get a little better, but only through the power of grain alcohol

3. I will probably lose 10 or more pounds. (I've actually lost 5 in the last 2 weeks and I wasn't even trying. I find I keep forgetting to eat.)

4. The closest I will get to taking up kickboxing is watching UFC.

5. I may collapse of exhaustion in August. (Something like 27 of the 31 days have shows scheduled)

6. I will love my second job making me hate my real job more.

7. Sometime around the end of July, how I really feel will hit me hard and no one will understand. (Bonus if it happens during George Thorogood & the Destroyers)

8. I will finally find how many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop.

9. Jordan will take more steps toward being a horrible teenager, thus adding to my sadness and frustration.

10. I will get sunburned in Florida.