Okay, so I've been seriously slacking with the entries, sorry.

Anyway, I'm going to start by venting about single serving romances. As amazing and fantastic as they are while they are happening they suck right afterwards. It's like "surprise! the end!" and you are left with this huge void stretching out before you. It's almost worse than a break up because after a break up you can cry and hate someone and it's normal and okay. And you had something and eventually you can look back and be like "and that's why it didn't work and life is better this way." but single serving romances are unexpected, you don't have time to prepare for them and then they are over. and it's like all these "could have beens" and "if onlys." There is no one to be mad at, and you can't cry about it. The strange thing is of the three I've had, i wouldn't undo any of them, they were amazing while they lasted, and hurt a lot right after the fact, but I wouldn't have any stories or adventures. I wonder if they ever think about me? (I'm sure Pat does, he was a little more than a single serving romance, but not much. but what about Cohen or Billy?) I would like to think that they do. Sigh.

In other news I joined the gym today. My mom paid for part of it so we could go to classes together. So on my first day I took her to a cycle class (she'd never been to one before). I love them, they are so addicting. I'm going to another one tomorrow morning and a pilates class. I'm actually going to wake up early to go! My goal this summer is to start going to bed a little earlier and getting up earlier. and by early i mean like in time to go to the gym for an hour before work.

Tomorrow I'll have been home for a week. It feels like so much longer than that. The pool opens this weekend and my new guard suit hasn't come yet!!! Where are you bathing suit???!!! I hope it rains a lot, so no one comes and we can just sit there.

I guess that's about it.