I had no lunch today, so I went to a food court in a nearby mall (which is just full of empty stores and shady small companies) and got a wrap and an orange juice. I only ate half of the wrap and saved the rest for shortly before going to our weight training class at 5:30pm. By the time 5pm rolled around, the wrap had melted in my purse. I knew I had to eat something before doing such difficult physical activity, so as I walked to the gym, carefully balancing my umbrella from the heavy rain, I ate the wrap. And it wasn’t until I had finished all that I wanted to eat that I realized that most of the wrap-goup had fallen onto my black jacket. Pitiful.
I have a lovely friend Sam who is teaching English in Korea tell me that the word “sexy” is commonly used there. “My boss called his umbrella sexy,” he said. I love his blog, he’s got GREAT stories. I highly reccommend bookmarking the site. Today he used the word resplendent in a sentence and I had to go to dictionary.com to find out what the hell he was talking about. This is not the first time I had to do this while talking to him. Equally pitiful.
Tomorrow we’re going to a surprise birthday party. Clive is part of the decoy, so I get to go the party early and alone. This is one of my worst nightmares- especially considering we didn’t have the foresight enough to buy alcohol, so I get to show up empty handed. We spent some time with them last weekend though, so I know I’ll be fine. I also broke down and bought a pack of cigarettes last weekend, and only smoked 1.5 of them and they’ve been sitting on the table for the past week and I have no urge to smoke them! Not so pitiful after all!
