6.8.00 - 00:56:18
Those paying attention may have noticed I finally pulled those Pilates links. I'm still in a funk and not up to much of anything, let alone all the work that endeavor entailed. I put on a good face at work though, and with everyone else. Nobody really can tell how much I want to be a dead body right about now. Just you. Don't you feel special?
Surprisingly, there is no real reason for me to feel so crummy. Work is going quite well, I've been out doing fun things every night this week, and Hula Pet has been The Stepford Husband as of late: "Welcome home, dear. May I get my wife a refreshing beverage?"
I'm putting up an entry simply for the sake of putting up an entry--just so you know I'm still out there.
P.S. To the postcard sender from Cartagena: Thanks.
P.P.S. Oh, and don't start a suicide watch. That dead body comment was only a figure of speech.