Gym? Dots and Whatnots.

Man, I did not have the best morning...

Last night, I head to bed at 10pm because my body schedule said so and I fall asleep shortly after. But then suddenly, I'm awake by 3:40am. WHAT THE? And believe it or not, I had another dream of Blue Fox. So I'm like, "Eh, no biggie. I still have three hours to sleep until my alarm goes on..." so I try my best to go back to sleep. NO LUCK. I end up laying in bed, with my eyes closed and thinking about Blue Fox. I'm tossing and turning, take off and putting on my socks, removing and covering myself with the blanket. WHY AM I SO RESTLESS?

For this whole past week, my mind went overdrive with Blue Fox. WHY? Sigh.

Then, my alarm rings. "Seriously? IT HASN'T BEEN THREE HOURS." Then, I grab my clothes for the gym and to walk/run the dogs and head to the bathroom to change and do my bizznizz~

"(whispers loudly?) GOD DAMN IT."

I'm on my that-dot-thingy-you-put-at-the-end-of-sentences... Siiiiiiiigh.

No wonder. No wonder when I work out, everything hurts more. No wondering I literally can't stop eating. No wonder I'm bloated like a pregnant woman. No wonder I have this random zit that decided to bring friends. No wonder I'm extra emotional with Blue Fox (and I'm already emotional about it as it is.)

Now, I sit here in my corner of the apartment, listening to Korean hip-hop/R&B song and Blue Fox and I's theme song "Fox Rain", eating Fage Greek yogurt with a little big of organic honey. (pronounced as "fa-yeh". Oh you Greeks like to make things so hard.) and it's a good breakfast and I'm waiting for lunch to come around so I can make a sandwich and make some phone calls and have some updates with the Air Force.

It's 10:20am, and my best friend was suppose to wake up at 9~9:30am so we can be at the gym by 10am. Where is she? IN BED. SLEEPING. Sigh. Whatever. That's why I wake up at 6:30~7:30am and run with her dogs at about 9am because since I'm more active than she is (I'm up here in terms of physical activity and she's... Down here), I haaaaave to work out somehow and I cannot depend on her to go to the gym and I'm slightly disappointed but it's whatever. She probably went to sleep at about 3am with her (grumbles) boyfriend who's obviously weighing her down but again, it's whatever. It's not my problem.

So now that I'm done with my work out, breakfast, walking the dogs and whatnot... What to doooo?

Hungry, bored and moody,
Otter