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.
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.
posted by Jennystopmakingmecookies at 9:16 PM
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