The beach.
Hmm. Well I went. It was alright I suppose, if only my lungs weren't mucky and congested with crap I'd have been able to get a better workout there, but ah well. Mom got me new drugs. Woo hoo. She's banned me from gym tomorrow though (let's hope I feel better now shall we?). I'm getting sleepy...so very sleepy...

That thing I was supposed to write about last night, which I couldn't remember.
Friday I managed to pick up a taxi driver. Oh dear Lord. The man is what? Mid 30's early 40's? Gah. If he was about 15 years younger and without the baldspot I may have paid him a second glance but good grief. Asking me this and that. Blech. Guessing my age. Thinking I'm foreign. Eeek. Where do I find these creatures? Argh.

The net is so so so slow it's not funny anymore. Dammit man.