Startup?

Nice...icy...beer. Mmmmm.

I start wondering if my day is going to start out right because the first thing that comes to mind is a nice cold pint of Hoegaarden.

On a non-alcoholic note, I was doodling with a mechanical pencil yesterday and I just realised how much I miss it! The tip tends to give and there's a "softness" about the whole thing but yet, you can erase it in a heartbeat! <3

Right, I'm just talking nonsense now. And no, I'm not drunk. I swear.

I slept in and had really weird dreams (purely because I'm only clocking into work at 11a.m. today so I have time to conk out) and like all dreams, I can't remember them now because like all dreams, unless they puzzle the literal crap out of me, I tend to forget them and leave them in the fog of Morpheus.

Moving on to fitness, I now am back to my good ole' hefty weight of 79kgs. Good times and to be perfectly honest, its not all muscle. *jiggle* Yep. Definitely not. That said, I need to start doing some heavy heavy lifting again.

But I can't really do it tonight because I've got a flat viewing at work after 9 and then it tends to get a bit late after that so hence, it does make it a bit hard to make a commitment. All excuses, yes, but right now, I'm about ready to drop by the supermarket for a beer. Yes, I know.

Right. If I ever do want to get my butt moving, I need to start doing it now and get into some semblance of decency to get to work. Peace.