Thursday, October 18, 2012
Since I stayed home last night, I am now staring THREE DOUBLES in the face. I contemplated making that four by staying home tonight. I do not want to go. I want to sit at home forever and wallow. H moved to Chicago today. Both of my best friends are gone now.
Everyone else always moves first.
Yes, I am sad and whiny. Work was also awful. Remind me next time my boss asks how things are going to just tell her they’re all fine and not to tell her about any actual problems unless I have a dissertation prepared with supporting examples and a counter argument for any questions that might arise.
Queue the bingeing. Queue many negative thoughts.
I just want to sit at home and wallow. Did I mention that? I think that means I really have to go to bikram. Maybe I’ll accidentally stay and do a double tonight. What better way to wallow than to become a puddle of sweat in a smelly yoga studio, amirite?