a thin line

[lauralh]

I ran over a mile yesterday. I think at least. It's hard to tell. My thighs ache so much when I walk down stairs. In fact, they ache so much that they gave out when I was coming downstairs to the office this morning, and in fact I fell down the stairs. This wouldn't have been so terrible had I not had a cup of freshly made tea in one hand, or if in fact it had merely spilled down instead of flying up into my face... i'm fine though. really. except I need a pillow to sit down on.

So anyway, after hurting my hips (seriously, my hip joints hurt, what's up with that?) I just walked the rest of the way, still faster than the other "speed-walkers" of course. This one girl was two-fisted with a water bottle and a latte. She cracked me the fuck up. Still I wanted to die, and only loud dance music on my headphones and thoughts of a nutritious breakfast kept me going.

After breakfast I watched a couple episodes of Angel, showered, then fucked around online for a while. Then I called up Ana as I walked to the park, and she told me all about Toronto. Maybe I should have been there, it possibly would have distracted me even more. But then I would have spent a lot more money this weekend than I otherwise did...

I wrote in the park till I was afraid of getting sunburnt (too cold in the shade), then came home and wrote some more. And then I got ready to go see Stealing Harvard with Meg. Wow, what a ... mediocre film. I expected it to be terrible but not in that way. It was just like, well, imagine some guy who's taken a correspondence course in film writing deciding "OK! My turn." Even the credits looked like they'd been done on some guy's computer with Flash 1.0 or something.

After dinner I decided to give Sean a ring but sadly transposed the last two digits of his phone number. So now some guy named Jeremy knows my number. But anyway I found his apartment building and buzzed him, so we hung out and watched Godfather II. Well, he watched it while I just basically fell asleep around the third hour. Fuck that's a long movie.

This morning, after the accident, I showered then actually started a job search thing for real. I applied for some stuff on Monster then copied links on Dice. And I think that's all for now. Time to eat and clean my room.

Comments

[vileinfestation.livejournal.com]

I remember, about 2 1/2 years ago, I considered jogging as a way to lose weight. I made it two times around the track. Wow. I thought I was gonna die.

Do you mean you went to Sean's apartment, or to Jeremy's apartment?

[herbaliser.livejournal.com]

I don't even know who the fuck jeremy is... I just kept leaving him messages.

[erinin3d.livejournal.com]

man oh man, I really want to watch the Godfather series but everytime I do I make it as hard as possible by renting all of them and it becomes to daunting to even start.


xox

[stick-figure.livejournal.com]

Apple pectin is supposed to help your muscles metabolize lactic acid. You sound so well adjusted.

[herbaliser.livejournal.com]

what, because I fell down the stairs?