fri-diddley-day

harsh reality:
work is the last thing on my mind right now.

oh sure, I'll be struggling on Monday, but right now i want to be with my family on a nice warm sunny beach with the crashing of waves and salt in the air. i want carribean blue in sea and sky and the whispering of palms up above. while i'm at it, i wouldn't mind someone from the resort to bring me a heahtly and fulfilling breakfast, lunch, dinner, and random snacks.


shuddersome thought:
i will likely be 38 years old before i hit my goal weight... IF i hit my goal weight.

diggin' the moment:
in less than 8 hours i'll be on my way home for the weekend.