I decided yesterday after my hangover wore off that I was going to be productive. I failed. I managed to paint maybe 1/4 of my laundry room, I wore myself out doing that little bit. Painting is for the birds. I have a dinner date with Rachel tonight, I haven't seen her in at least 6 months, too long. I'm sure we will have lots to talk about, mainly all her guy drama which is so incredibly interesting to me.
I'm tired... I need to move around more.
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