You'd Better Run, Better Run, Faster Than My Bullet

Pumped-Up Kicks by Foster the People. Been stuck in my head all day. Curse you, lyrical melodies!

So it's day 3 of my "running" adventures.
It's more of me walking fast for 10 minutes and then barely getting by the last 20.
But it'll do.
Right now, I haven't lost a single pound. BUT. Hopefully, if I keep up the hard work and continue adding more and more distance to my routine; I'll see results by next year. I just wanna lose 30-40 lbs. That's all I'm asking for.

Oh welllll.
If I don't lose the weight; I still have my cute face and giant tits.
So I'll be okay.

That's about as far as my update has gone though.
I haven't done anything really new.

Except sleeping in really late.
But that's not new.

Tomorrow, I'll hopefully be going to Jaden's first birthday party. Jaden is Sarah's baby boy. Sarah and I used to be really good friends. She got married to some weird dumbass guy though and did a bunch of dirty work behind her baby daddy's back (which isn't the guy who's raising Jaden now), so I kinda lost respect for her and moved on. But we were friends for a while. So I may just let it all go and go see her.

Friends are hard to come by.

I don't know though.
Maybe I should be friend-less. It'd be cheaper.


I guess you're expecting me to say something about guys about now.
Because I always do.
But I don't know if it's because of the running or what; but I think I'll let a blog go by without mentioning my feelings about any certain man.

For the first time.

You're welcome.