I'm up late/early tonight because my left arm is killing me. It did this last weekend, too--feels like I've spent a lot of time pumping iron and over-exerted myself. But I haven't been pumping iron. I've been sleeping and saving money! I am so proud of myself because I only spent about $40 this weekend. It's amazing to me how much money I DON'T spend during the week because I'm just going to and fro work and hanging out at home, but then how the money just is continuously spent all weekend long like I have money to burn. On Friday night me and my roommate ate dinner at the Watercourse, both of us ordering Tempeh Tacos, and we sat and ate in silence while I worried about money and she worried about something (wouldn't say) and it felt like we were boyfriend and girlfriend who no longer had anything to say to one another.

FYI: If you are bored, surfing the interweb (which I am sure you are, if you're looking at this blog), I urge you to look at the nonuglies community on Livejournal. Beware, it's addicting and appalling and might make you swear off people for the rest of your life.

I wish I had 1) pringles and 2) a flashlight so I could eat potato chips under the covers while reading in bed.