Mission to La Jolla and back

Sometimes I forget why I am running a marathon. I reach about mile 13 and I realize that some people would stop in point 2 miles, but no, not me. Jenny and I ran 16 miles today. We have the tan lines (well, more like burn lines) from our sports bras to prove it.

Let's just take a second to comprehend how far I just ran. I started at the jetty in Mission Beach, ran all the way past Prospect St in La Jolla, then back to the Jetty. Um, I'm crazy.

My body may hate me but I do like to run. I'm forming some disgusting tan lines though...ain't no guy gonna think I'm sexy. Rather unfortunate.

Jenny and I watched Meet Joe Black today. I know there is a big hype about Brad Pitt and how he's SO HOT....and he is, but I don't think that he will be cuter in any other movie than this one. I wanna take him home with me and cuddle with him when I watch this movie.


I laid down at 5:15pm this afternoon to take a quick nap before going out tonight. Honestly, who was I kidding? The only reason I got out of bed was because Brad was calling me to go out and I realized what time it was. 8:30pm. The legs weren't functioning and I realized there was no way in hell I was going anywhere. At least I don't feel too bad because Jenny is exhausted and not going anywhere as well.

On a sidenote, I'm wondering if my ex is going to call me in a drunken phase tonight. It's possible, not likely, but possible. I'm kind of infatuated with him...nothing new there. Ha, it would be f*ing funny if he read this. Wouldn't really care though. So here are the details of my infatuation:

1. Went to TO several weekends ago and randomly talked to him on his friend's phone. I'm sure I yelled at him for never calling me.

2. Came back to SD the next day and he actually did call me that night however it was to pick his drunk ass up. I didn't care and I would've picked him up were I sober enough to drive. Booty call? Yes, I believe that's exactly what that was.

3. Last weekend. So I was super lonely. Nick took me home from the bar and I probably would've given anything for him to come in and sleep next to me. Notice I said next and not with. So being super bitter, alone in my bed, I called the ex. Definitely went over to his place later that night and I was not so lonely anymore. =)

4. Well shit, now I'm addicted. I guess it makes sense that you feel comfortable with someone you used to date. I've seriously had a crush on this kid since the day we met. We used to flirt and make my other boyfriend jealous. So now I'm kinda screwed...don't wanna date the kid, yet I can't stop thinking about him. Arg.

5. Interesting how I'm pouring my heart out to the online world. I blame being a woman. And the fact I'm so delirious from running that I probably don't know what I'm talking about. Eh, it happens.



Just talked to Kevin on the phone for a little while. It's amazing how you can absolutely hate and love someone at the exact same time. He seems to be doing well in Texas, so I'm happy for him. I miss my punk.

Alright, I'm off to check other people's blogs cuz I have no life...more like I'm too tired to have a life.

That makes me happy.

So my dad came into town today to finally see my apartment. That makes me happy. Then he, Jenny, Michael, and I went to a really good mexican place on shelter island. That makes me happy. I bought my daddy and friends whom i love dinner and i can actually afford it. That makes me happy. I was talking with my dad and i told him that i am really happy with my life and there is nothing really wrong. That makes me happy too.


Quote of the night:

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. ~Moulin Rouge

The X's

What is it about people you've dated? There's the people you hate, the people you still love, the people you tolerate, the people you're still friends with, and the people you forget about. I have had the most bizarre relationships...and not just with the people I've dated.

Jenny and I were talking about boys on our run today. And this is what I have decided.

1. Boys are simple.
2. Girls are complex.
3. Girls are so complex that they make up these dramatic stories relating to boys and then they end up confusing themselves over the simplicity of what boys think and do, and then everyone loses cuz we're all retarded.

And that's my random thought of the day.


An update on my life:

Had my heart to heart with andrew last night.
The running is driving Jenny and I completely insane.
I'm addicted to someone I shouldn't be.
Work is full of a lot of numbers.
My daddy is coming in a couple of days to say hi.
Nick's blog is probably one of the funniest things on this planet.
I smell and I'm going to take a shower and go to bed.

God I'm dumb

Check it out....I'm obsessed. My vassa. =)
http://flickr.com/photos/victoria/34137497/




I decided to write in my blog before work started and it took me 15 minutes to remember my password and actually figure out how to create a new one. For as smart as I am, I am truly the biggest dumbass.

I have three minutes so:


1. Sin City is a badass movie...I suggest watching it.

2. I've decided to purchase my second country cd: Brad Paisley. Cheers to Brad and Nick.

3. I love Fridays at work cuz I get free bagels.

Oh god it's like another facebook but not

SOOOOOOOOO

I think i may have another addiction...this online random thoughts known as a blog is wonderful.

I do have a confession, i never did read vicki's blog even when she told me to. It wasn't until I was laughing my ass off at Nick's blog that I decided to create one of my own, figuring it would keep me occupied when I'm not working, running, or sleeping.

The name I chose for this really made me laugh...basically cuz jenny really does need to stop making cookies. We have this sick but oh so wonderful arrangement: she eats the dough and i eat the cookies. I'm surprised we aren't 500 pounds. Ew we're gross.

My supervisor at work made me super happy the other day. He was rocking out to system of a down and working on tax returns. Honestly, who does that? The little things are always the best.

Ok it's naptime before a nice little run with my roomie.