last night, i breathed a sigh of relief when i handed back the keys to the d-bag loser from my old apartment.
then i went out to dinner with my friends and ate and drank and celebrated the feeling of relief. i even had a big fat slice of cheesecake with caramel and fudge and ohhhhh yeaaahhhhh.
but i found my sneakers in a box of random things strewn around my apartment.
and I am GOING to the gym today after work. even if it hurts and i will be sore for the next few days while i reconnect with my old friends "muscle" and "cardiovascular"
wish me luck. i have been chain smoking like a fiend and my body is a mush ball.