I think its time for you to move out of the city.

Had off work today. I was gonna clean, clean, but I did a whole lot of nothing. Slept in til 1230, ate two cupcakes, a bad-ish batch of pizza rolls, then headed off to the gym where I rowed intervals (1 min fast, 1min slow) for 17 mins, lifted legs and core, and then did the elliptical for 10 mins and got to 1.22 mi. Not half bad if I do say so myself. Showered, waited around way too long then rushed off to get to the bank before it closed.
Made it just in time. I transferred 10 dollars which I thought would be enough to cover rent and electric. I fucked up the number and now I'm still $6.41 short. I'll go tommarrow to fix it. Then I went to work real fast to fix an issue 'cause people can't hear over the phone and are too silly to confirm big issues when they're not sure what's going on.
The one guy, I think hes cute,but whatev. He doesn't notice me, but I ask him if the guy I was looking for and he was like "Meredith, oh damn, you're looking, shit." Haha brought my mood up. I was wearing a tight t shirt and booty shorts, that after my latest bout of image issues was extremely happy when they fit me today, with room. Hot damn! I still look flubby, but the issue for me is more (1)being competitive with myself and (2) not having to buy new clothes 'cause I don't fit into the old ones.
Came back, folded stuff and sorted it into boxes and packed winter clothes into a duffel. I'm tryna get as ready as possible for moving. I was nervous I was gonna need more boxes, but I think maybe only one or two more will do me. 'Cause now I have 3 suitcases, and one of those can handle stuff on hangers, so I might be able to use the boxes for at least part books until they're loaded up to breaking, and then some clothes on top. I just have a hell of alot of books. And books are heavy.
Sorry this was the worst blog post ever. Nothing really entertaining or creative. I'm just worn out from trying to get all the stuff that was on my computer back. Still missing 2 full days worth of music, 1000 pictures, and my whole website. You don't really realize how many passwords your computer stores til you try to get them back. Night.