Thank heaven for Burger King's Coke Icees. Otherwise I would be a raving bitch. All of the time that is.
I was quite annoyed moments ago. A flurry of different reasons: not feeling well, not succeeding at completeling the tasks I had set out to finish today, getting a late start, not killing all of the damn flies in the house. All of that plus the fact that I didn't get to the gym until past 9pm. The gym issue was a big deal as they close at 10pm on Fridays. That lead me too "hurry up" my workout. I'm not a big fan of rushing, but I have become quite used to it. Damn me for being a procrastionator! Regardless, by the time 10 o'clock rolled around, I was two short of a full day of excercises. Insert groan here.
Luckily on the way home, we stopped at BK for some ice cold lovin' - all thanks to the Woodsman.
Alas, tomorrow is a new day but first, tonight will be filled with insanity as LadyJ is in town with WilSHINE. I'm about to jump in the shower, get myself all dolled up, and trollup my ass down over to WeHo to meet them and hopefully RA. Good times await.
Y'know what would be a totally good with this frozen Coke? Tequila. Fuck yeas.
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