i'm already tired of working. it sucks. i dread going into mr. bills. Well maybe not quite that bad...but i'm beginning to dread it. since my last post...which was on wednesday. I ran 2 miles on thursday. O on both friday and saturday. so 9 miles for last week. Sunday, I ran for 31.42...i was running slowly. It hurts. I took monday off. Then today i did some situps and pushups, and i also ran 23.03. Summer is going alright. I'm usually either home or at work. Very simple cycle. I don't really do much.

Maybe by my next post i'll have something to do.

Blogspot has some new shit going down. They've made some changes...but that's the nature of the beast.

I had my first formal guitar lesson today. I learned some chords...and i have a project: Learn and play the basic chord structure for Tangerine. A Zeppelin tune of course. Then i did a litle runnin in the rain. 3 miles. I also did 4 miles on monday. I'm easing back into it once again. God i wish i could just magically get back to the days when i could go run a hard 8 miler in my sleep. Now it seems like anything more than a block is painful and just getting myself outside to run is like pulling teeth. I fight with the inner jeremy who just wants to sit on his ass. The inner Jeremy controls about 95 percent of Jeremy as a whole. But i do still have the ability...

I'm also working quite a bit. Today was my day off though. Since i've bene back i worked Friday night 6 hours, Monday day 3 hours, Tuesday night 6 hours. I'm scheduled to a double tomorrow. 9 hours. then 3 hours on friday and another 6 on saturday night.

i'll check back later

Finals are over. Everything is over. But yet i feel as if nothing is. It's like i still have something to do. I sit around feeling anxious as if i'm wasting time. I'm just feeling really anxious to do something important or fun. Don't know what that means. But i definitely need a destressor.

So i sold back my books today. I got 11 dollars for my econ book that is in perfect condition and cost well over a hundred when i bought it. Bunch of friggin scam artists i tell ya.

I'm headin home for the summer in, oh, about an hour. A summer of working 40 hours a week. Hopefully this will instill some regularity, order, and routine into my life which i so desperately need. I actually have to work tonight.
I really could use a nap though.

Summer of Jeremy,
i'm out