SEE, WHAT HAD HAPPENED WAS....

Nothing.

Life has been predictable and boring. Maybe it's the calm before the storm. I've been back at the gym, thanks to British Butterflys' Trainers words of wisdom, "You know what needs to be done." Or something like that. The hew hew is just about back and smiling at me from the mirror. I'm back to my normal work out routine of 30 minutes on the treadmill at 3.5 mph, 30 minutes on the stationary bike and 45 minutes on the elliptical @ 4 times per week. Now if I can just cut out my daily consumption of chocolate covered pretzels and/or glazed buttermilk donuts....mmmmmmm.

I'm considering running off to JA in a couple of weeks, but my workload is too heavy and it's not letting up anytime soon. My brother is on assignment for six months, so my cat and I are all alone. Was enjoying it the first month, but the walking around in the undies and tank euphoria has long worn off. Smack in the middle of not having to flush every time high.

But, I'm lonely. Did another sweep of the stable two weeks ago. Just felt the need to clean house. Refrain from sex a spell. It's been two weeks...Shut it up! I already know what the comments will be on this.

I'm seriously on the verge of putting this blog to rest. It's just not in me anymore. I've spent the last couple of weeks reading my previous posts and it served its purpose . It made me realize that turning 30 ain't shit. Just another day. No life changing experience, no fireworks nor epiphany...Just 30.

My blog has turned into this mass of guilt on my shoulders because I'm not updating it in a timely fashion. Then I realized, it's my fucking blog. I can update it when I damn well please.

Took my annual HIV test today. Waiting for the results is a pain in the aiss. I'm confident it will be negative, but that window of probability won't close all the way. Well, if it's positive, I'll definitely have some adventures to post.


I need a donut.