Remember that essay I wrote for my Elements of Writing class, the one about Abbie? Yeah, well, I read that to the class today at my professor's request. I had to pre-game class to reduce the nervousness. But it went well, and it bolstered my confidence in it. So if people want to read it, let me know.
Of course, given the turnout last time I asked, I'm only expecting one or two responses.
Also, cute girls distract me easily. I went into Price Chopper for the sole purpose of withdrawing money. The girl at the self-serve checkout line was extremely cute. Dark hair with blond streaks. Heavy eyeliner, but otherwise minimal makeup. Kills me. And she had a nose ring, which was I thought worked for her, despite my lack of love for the piercings.
So I walk in to Chopper and walk out about fifteen minutes later with two bags of groceries and no cash. Heh.
Reminds me of that time Chad and I bought magazines we didn't need because a cute girl came by our apartment and asked us to. She totally had us by the balls.
I'm getting in better shape. Every Tuesday, instead of drinking, I've been playing ultimate frisbee until about one in the morning. The first time, my leg cramped up after about a half hour. It still kind of twinges, actually. But tonight I played a solid hour or so straight. Feels good to run again.
I need a shower. I'm going to go get on that.