Pain.

Fuck. That's what I get for trying to be healthy and going for a jog. Now, I think for some reason my tonsils were adversely affected by it, and my entire body hurts. My legs from the running. My stomache from the sit ups. My arms from the push ups. My neck and throat from this mysterious, intense sore throat and my head because of all this bullshit. And it is NOT good pain. Of course, I'll go to work tomorrow and pretend like it doesn't hurt. I need money. But, more importantly, right now I need sleep.

Worked out....kinda

Today that is. Figuratively and literally. I showered. Tried to go to breakfast but, ended up getting canceled on (incidentally one can spell cancelled with one "l" or two) by one of my friends. So, i decided to nix the whole thing all together. Me and left out person #2 went to the grocery store after I went to the bank to get a new debit card, and then I went with my grandmother (and not my sister) to get a new phone. It's one of them "Razr" thingers. I don't know if I like it yet. And it was expensive so, i think i'll downgrade and save my grandma some money...Afterwards, I came home and put away the groceries that we got on our trip, in about 3 different stores, no less. Got a sandwich, ate it, waited a couple of hours and then JOGGED. I JOGGED A LOT. and it was NOT FUN. It HURT. Hence the capital letters. I JOGGED for actually not that long. about 45 minutes. This route that i had taken in cross country that most people could do in about 25 minutes....haha. Being out of shape is so.....not......wonderful. After JOGGING, I did some sit ups, push-ups, ate some more, took a shower, and now I'm blogging. Jogging and blogging. Reading and Eating. Stopping and shopping. I think after this I'll Play the trumpet and Sleep. Just to change things up.

Today was a day of upkeep

I spent most of it watching anime on my computer... But, I did spend two hours cleaning my room, which was in horrible need of organizing. And, afterwards I did the first bit of actual exercise that I've done in a rather long time. I can cross "Start working out again" off of my list of things to do. Maintaining my body is actually rather high on it. Too bad I don't ever have time or energy. On the plus side, I don't have to go to work tomorrow. Which means that my plans for tomorrow will most likely go down without a hitch. I'll eat breakfast with my friends, Go with my sister and Nana to get a new phone, Practice the trumpet, continue this trend of body maintenance, and Go to the bank to get my debit card and deposit a check. I'm quite pleased with how today turned out, i was rather productive.

Social Insomnia

I think that's what I should call it. Lack of sleep because of my friend spending the night. We went to bed at 5:00 a.m. I slept until 10 and he slept until 11. Of course the only reason that we only slept for 5 hours is because of the two year old noisemaker running around on his teetery-tottery little legs. The hours between 8 and 10 are when Jaedon deems noise making appropriate. It nicely supplements the time that my grandmother decides to rattle dishes 3 fucking feet from my sleeping area, which is 6:30 to 8ish. But, still. it was fun. I just wish I could have slept a little longer. And naturally, now that I'm fully awake, nobody is making any noise at all.

Financial prudence

is the best kind. I am a staunch opponent to all other forms of it. But, in this aspect, reservation can be useful. Case in point: I've started a checking/debit account with which to store my money. I believe this will curb wasteful spending and give me a concrete number as to where I stand in the world. I have joined the system. But, in order to survive the forest, you have to grow fur, as it were. Or feathers....at least. I'm trying to make some sort of point here. Maybe I'm cold. Oh, speaking of points that can be illustrated with obscure references, I read a story about this guy who wanted to curb his soda drinking habits. So, he put all of his soda in his seldom used basement fridge. Thus, when thirst struck him, he would find himself too lazy to traipse all the way to the basement and drink the much more convenient (and much healthier) water in his kitchen fridge. I believe this same principle applies to me: I'm not going to waste my money on frivolous things if I must traipse all the way to my "basement fridge" of a bank account to withdraw money. At least it makes sense to me. I've been attempting to explain this to the rest of my family who, to put it politely, hasn't made the best financial choices. But, sadly it falls upon deaf ears. Or at least that maintain qualities of deafness. Perhaps hard of hearing ears. But, I digress. Money is an evil that I have contained. And will attempt to further this confinement by putting as much of the evil in the basement fridge as possible.

Sixty Dollars

is the duration of time for money that I worked today. $60 is 7.5 hours. Seven and a half hours of caulking, sweeping, sponging, vacuuming, cleaning and more caulking. It wasn't fun. It didn't go by quickly. But, I did make a lot of money, so I suppose I can live with it. I need to get a bank account. I need to do a lot of things... Like bring my mp3 player (even though it's broken) next time. It was very, very boring. Plus, the guy that I was working with kept making "caulk" jokes. Actually, he was the only interesting, whimsical aspect of today's work. My boss was complaining about her boss the whole time. Which, made me very uncomfortable. She even screamed at one point. How do you respond to that? The most I could do was try not to look like I wanted to go home, and try to sympathize. I hope tomorrow isn't going to be that awkward and boring.

Dia de los Padres

Today was quite pleasant. It was a diversion from most of my little problems, and a day to spend time with my dad. Which I don't usually have time to do. I was in the middle of cleaning my room when my sister calls me to say that they are on their way to pick me up. So, I throw some clothes on and we all go out to Woodstock's pizza. Luckily, I had the opportunity to buy him a nice pair of shades and a card. They looked quite nice on him. Haha. After the pizza, we waltzed around San Luis and ate Bali's yogurt. Quite a peaceful outing for Father's Day.