My work is done for the week.
Tonight, I'm going to take an Intro to Rock Climbing Class. I'm not sure how I'm going to take this class. ... I'm exhausted on Fridays, haven't done any sort of climbing for about a year, and money has been stressing me out.
I'm far more scared of taxes and the IRS than any fucking rockwall, but I'm pretty fucking scared of the rock wall.
I think that's why I'm so attracted to climbing... I'm afraid of heights, but I can face it.
It's a metaphor for life. If you can control your fear and think clearly, you can go anywhere you want.
So when I climb, despite being traumatic, I feel very accomplished.
Apart from that, it's my nephew's 2nd birthday. He's lives on the East Coast, so I can't celebrate it with him, but I'll consider sending him a gift.
This is him when I saw him last. I don't even want to think about how much he has grown. This is him on his first birthday.
Pretty cute, huh?
Anyways, I'm having trouble concentrating.... I really need to go to sleep.
After my shift, I gave into temptation and got one of those breakfast egg sandwiches sold at the gas station. Somehow, it was both gross and delicious. ...it contained 50% fat...After eating it, I regret not eating a stick of butter wrapped in bacon instead. I think it would have been healthier.
. But you gotta love your chemicals...yum ..sodium aluminum phosphate.
...Anyways...
................Sleep
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