Wait, really, where have I been?
Unfortunately, right here. In Minnesota. Sigh. I'm sorry to those who live in Minnesota. But this is just not working for me.
My husband was wondering why I hadn't blogged in awhile. My response? "No one wants to know how depressed and lonely I am".
I'm trying, really and truly I am. I joined the class. Early Childhood and Family Education. Eh. And I go to the gym like 4 or 5 days a week because I figure if I don't meet anyone, at least I'm burning off the aggression.
Oh man, we need to talk about the gym. I'm not a "naked" person. I go to the gym in my running clothes (with a whole fucking suit over it because it is -27 degrees). I leave, wearing the same clothes. The people who go to my gym seem to be "naked" people. I walk into the gym and I spy taint. There is always someone bending over to apply lotion or put on their drawers or something, and it's gross. There is one woman who walks to the toilet, NAKED but with a towel around her NECK. I mean, really.
Where am I going with this? I don't know. I'm lonely, bored, and angry. I'm fully clothed (if you were curious). And I'm going back to Chicago in a week. Hallelujah.