I mighta runned about three miles, but I could be wrong. That's what Jon told me he thought it was. He ran abouts four. i felt really awake and alives and ready for lots of sex afterwards, but now I feel tired.
I already lifted two days in a row, and today will make three. I lifted last night and the night before that with Troy, and tonight I'm lifting with Ross Toss. Wait. I'm going to see a movie at 7. I'll have to lift earlier then, because we lift at seven, and that's all there is to it.
I'm getting a blister on my right foot, in the spot where I get blisters. My tummy was burning in econ. I guess that's because I lost a lot of weight from on top of my abdomen when I ran.
Tired.
I started reading Gerald's Game the other day. Justin Schmitt told me it'd be good, so I bought it awhiles back. It does seem pretty good so fat. I mean far.
I still need to take a shower. I didn't really have time to take one after my run because I had class. I didn't need a comma in that last sentence. That's something I've learned since coming here. I'm going to go ahead and take a shower and then eat lunch with some people. After that, I plan on taking a nap or something delicious like that.
Blaine, Bertoli, Jon and I watched Hellraiser: Bloodline last night. It wasn't as bad as I expected it to be. In fact, it really wasn't bad at all. I got caught playing with my you-know-what a few times, but I couldn't help but do it; it was a very sexy movie.
I don't know if I blogged about it yet, but I got Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret of the Ooze on VHS for $1.99 including tax the other night. I didn't actually pay for it. Blaine still owes me money, so I used him for it, ya know? Those really are some great movies.
I need to hurry up and get my shower now so I can get to lunch on time so I can get back and take my nap.
I went to econ all messy with my hair and my running clothes and shit. I yelled Matt's name and scared the shit out of him. I took a quiz, and did really well on it. Come to think about it, his name was...It was you. Damn.
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his name was... it was you. Damn.
haha, i love black guys in candy uniforms.
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