My, my, it’s been a while. But I’m finally not busy and pulling my hair out and wishing I was dead and all that other fun stuff that comes with the end of the school year. But it’s done, and I think I did well enough, so that’s wonderful. Lovely, even. I could almost pee myself with excitement. That’s LITERALLY NOT EVEN A HYPERBOLE.

NO. BAD COMMERCIAL. It’s not pronounced “Jag-yoo-ar”, it’s “Jag-wahr”. -beats them with the Grammar Hammer-

So. Cam can has fitness goals for the summer. Now that I’ll be without the school-work combo, I should have more time to exercise properly, as while I’ve been doing it throughout the school year, it’s been somewhat half-assed because of how generally drained I get because of school and work. You know the feeling. The one where you look at anything even resembling effort and your brain goes, “But I don’t wannaaaaaaaaa~!” Anyway, it’d be nice to put on some muscle, for vanity’s sake if nothing else, and I’d like to get below 10% body fat. I also want to up my cardio fitness and hopefully be able to run at least 5 km at a time, though I’m going to aim for 10 km, since that’d be pretty awesome. Also, though this is probably gonna be a stretch, I want to see if I can get strong enough to bench my own weight. Honestly can’t say if that’s realistic or not because I’ve never made a specific point to get stronger, so we’ll see. I’ll hope for the best.

Also planning to job hunt and hopefully find something at least marginally related to editing/publishing/whatever. Being Kelowna, I’ll be surprised if there’s much, if anything, I’d be able to get without being done my degree. But otherwise, I’d at least like a job somewhere else, because the Zellhole is going downhill fast. I might try getting a job at the Superstore electronics section, since it’ll apparently be here come fall.

I got asked out by Eric. Some of you may remember him, some of you may not. Either way, I said I wasn’t looking for a relationship, which really means, “Fuck no.” Because… well. He’s Eric, and I don’t buy this sudden change of heart. And I don’t particularly find him attractive aside from that, anyway.

Hm… despite all that time, I don’t really have much to say, it seems. So I’ll leave it with this anecdote from my trip to Wal-Mart. I was driving by, looking for a parking spot, when I had to stop and stare. I saw a woman, who was an absolute WHALE, walking towards the doors with a buggy. She was wearing a bright pink velvet track suit. She looked like freakin’ Kirby, and it was frightening. We need a fashion commandment or something.