I went running this evening. God, it felt so good. It was like like an old friend. My feet, the pavement, my heartbeat, my breath. I can tell this is definatly going to help me get back on track. I love feeling that stretch and burn in my legs. It's a joyus pain.

Talked with Todd for awhile today. He's a really nice guy. Played at the Rilo Kiley show way back in the day. Making new friends is good.

I'm going to pass out a very happy lady.
9:58:54 PM  #  Speak to Me []

PsycoGoddess: I have nutella
PsycoGoddess: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Megaloman1ac: mm
Megaloman1ac: Nutella is so sexual.
PsycoGoddess: it so is yo
PsycoGoddess: its way sexual
Megaloman1ac: I wish vaginas seeped nutella instead of vaginal juices
Megaloman1ac: Although that would make 99% of women lesbians.

5:54:19 PM  #  Speak to Me []

Interesting afternoon. Not only is it humid as holy fuck outside, but I was nearly gunned down in Artesia. Aparently screaming at gang members who cut me off means they will be forced to 'bust a cap in my ass, yo.' Needless to say, pops wasn't too amused. I'm trying to take him to pick up the MB, and this happens. It's not the first time either.

I hate living here. It's hot, cramped and bad for my health. England, here I come. You best be ready for me.

Christ, today is so not my day. I just fileted my finger slicing a bagel for my nutella. I sweated through my clothes, I nearly got shot and I killed my index finger. Someone save me before I really do harm.
5:27:34 PM  #  Speak to Me []