Day 32: Thursday
Today was a busy day. I find myself thinking about alcohol less and less as I am around people who don't have ANYTHING to do with it. They don't want to go out and get a drink or have a glass. Sure, they smoke weed like there's no tomorrow, but that's not my bag (dime or otherwise) and therefore not a temptation.
I wonder if I'm feeling like this is too easy because I'm not exposed to it that often. I feel like I am. I ALWAYS feel like I'm taking the easy way out if I don't drag myself through the dirt.
I guess I could be more social, but I don't really have any peers around here. Sure, there's my cousins who don't care if I'm black, white, or asian (thanks Will Smith!) but mostly I'm left feeling squeakily pale, regardless of what I really am on the inside. Hence the hermit crabishness.
Not drinking though has given me MUCH more time for the gym - which is good, considering that it is nearly 35 minutes away. Bastards. Whereas I'd usually be into a glass of wine right about now, instead, I'm getting ready to leave for the gym.
To see the little girly men.
At least I'm leaving the house.
Jane Says: I want to PUMP. YOU UP!
I wonder if I'm feeling like this is too easy because I'm not exposed to it that often. I feel like I am. I ALWAYS feel like I'm taking the easy way out if I don't drag myself through the dirt.
I guess I could be more social, but I don't really have any peers around here. Sure, there's my cousins who don't care if I'm black, white, or asian (thanks Will Smith!) but mostly I'm left feeling squeakily pale, regardless of what I really am on the inside. Hence the hermit crabishness.
Not drinking though has given me MUCH more time for the gym - which is good, considering that it is nearly 35 minutes away. Bastards. Whereas I'd usually be into a glass of wine right about now, instead, I'm getting ready to leave for the gym.
To see the little girly men.
At least I'm leaving the house.
Jane Says: I want to PUMP. YOU UP!
The gym is good. Girly men are bad!!
Ahahahaha. Which is perhaps why I found Viggo's character in "A History of Violence" so gut wrenchingly disturbing. Is it just me?
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