july 12th, 2017: whats this all about?

no gym this morning, thatll be an afternoon thing. the plan is to front load the day so the second half is light. that seemed to go pretty well with minor distractions.

it all fell apart with a trip next door. talking to the boody man for awhile about stuff. a bit of venting on his end with some frustrating undertones. im kinda glad people dont think of me on that level. seems bad. 

overall the day wasnt too bad. nothing crazy, all routine. though i did miss my window to run home which means i missed a shoe delivery. oh well, i dont think i wouldve been up to it anyway.

darell was one of those things that popped up and kinda got in the way. but since its him, im cool with it. sitting around talking about nothing. but he did bring to my attention that i say 'whats this all about?' a lot. i kinda see what he's saying and not even two minutes later i unintentionally used it in conversation. 

home. watching some things. cleaning up a little. dishes have been piling up and so has the trash. i kinda wish i hadnt taken it out though because now im short a pair of shoes. this place has got me for my ol' faithful 2010s, the silver 2011s (last shoes i bought in norfolk?), volt green and blue 2014s, and lagoon flyknit 2014s. each one was a favorite of mine. and all gone just within this two and half years. before this i lost one pair and that was from climbing a fence. blue and black 2011s. not a favorite, but definitely liked. maybe i should stop with the air maxs while im here unless i go straight to the gym and straight back. its always something with this place.

talking to jerrod. hes taking the pescatarian route so thats something. and olivia is bragging about her 22" elevation. i scoff.

and to close out the night it looks like i may have been able to get the lemon prestos. oh, maaaan...