Just When I Was Getting Proud...

So I'll be honest, last night, I was feeling pretty happy with myself with handling quite a lot of shit that this past week had to throw at me.

Then I got a cold.

Or allergies, or whatever the fuck it is. I don't know and I don't care. All I know is that it has completely wiped me out.

Also painfully honest, sometimes when I feel like this, I want a boyfriend. I want someone who gives a damn about how long this week was, how long this upcoming week is going to be, and who will watch HIMYM or South Park with me while I eat tomato soup. I don't need to waited on or petted, those things annoy me for the most part. I just want someone.

Ew gross. Enough of that.

*cough*

I like this.

I want to juice some juice.

But first to the gym with Kyrkyr. :)

Then to HEB (also with my roomie) for juicing things.

Healthy = now.

So my body can look like this..... (HAH)

DDDAAAAMMMNNNNN. She's smoking. :)

The good news:

I worked enough to go from completely broke to not so broke in one weekend!

Hell. Yeah.

I worked the shit out of this weekend!

I'm ready for the summer-->