I heard something about him today. I don't think about him...but hearing something about him was upsetting. If we were still talking, he would have told me. I would have discussed it with him. I would have been one of the people giving input ( Read more... )

My feet are two of the only things running can't fix.

Instead, running only makes them worse.

I'm adding this to the list I'm not allowing myself to really make...the one in which I list why my life sucks.

This year is already shot to hell.

I did a really pathetic run tonight...it was only like 2 miles...it was supposed to be 6. Whatever ( Read more... )

Washington Post's site is down. This doesn't bode well for me. The Washington Post and I are like two peas in a pod, ketchup and mustard, purple and gold! I don't do so well with out instant political updates when I need them ( Read more... )

I broke my number one rule. When I'm upset, I make myself get ready. Tonight, I showered, dried my hair, pulled it back, threw on some warm clothing, and headed to the Union to study ( Read more... )

I'm in the mood to cry ( Read more... )

I'm getting better ( Read more... )

I've decided I'm the definition of a pre-mature spinster. I'm bitter...and only 20 years old ( Read more... )

I went running. I think I might be faster than I give myself credit for. I need to work on pacing though. I can run seven minute miles...for about three miles...but then I try to go out at that pace for an eight-miler...and die. The run was good though. Got out some pent up hostility ( Read more... )

I feel like changing my entire life; I feel like finding a new spot in the library, hanging out at new places, and doing something out of character. I hate being predictable. I'm the exact same person I always have been. I'm never new ( Read more... )