It's been an odd day. The four of us went quasi-jogging today. It was nice for us all to get out. There were times I nearly gave up and turned on a dime for home, but seeing how much we junked out this weekend, I knew it wasn't a good idea. Better start working out on weekends, too. It will improve my mood and my motivation to get things done.
Scott and I got into a little tiff this morning that I, admittedly, started. It's over something so shameful and pitiful that I daren't specify on here. Though in my defense, I wasn't the one to try to bring it up during lunch. I can't say anything bad. He's a sweet guy but he needs to stop, and I think I'm expecting too much of him. I'm lucky enough just to have him. Almost nine months now. Anyone will tell you that's one hell of a record for me. Well, anything over five months is a record for me.
Yay get to go home! Later gators.