I allow myself ONE wallow in self pity/self loathing/hate the world/cry myself to sleep day per year. This year I gave myself two, okay, one and a half. But it's over and done with and the end of it could not have come sooner. Thank God it came at the beginning of the year - it's all downhill from here! After yesterdays little episode I did nothing but drag myself through the day. I slept through my alarm and didn't swim this morning, sat in bed and considered not going to lab, went to lab (duh, who do you think I am?), highly considered not going to my discussion, didn't go to my discussion, went to FitRec and ran 2 miles, gave up on that, kind of ate...but really gave up on that too. Went to Dunkin' with the intent of getting coffee, walked in the door and forgot why I was there, thought about walking to the lab, then took the T. The lab went well, basically I'm coming to find out "research assistant" turns into "woman get me coffee and go throu...
I like geography best because mountains & rivers know the secret: Pay no attention to boundaries.