I look so tired without mascara on. One needs more sleep and more exercise, I think. Getting even more of a pooch belly, I kind of don’t care, but mostly I do. I never make sense. 
I wanna go back to bed and listen to Nirvana for the rest of the afternoon. I can do that, after lunch with my beautiful sister and a movie. I’m seeing that movie that has all the characters from like Knocked Up etc, so it should be good. 
When I get home, idec, I’m going to force myself to go for even a 20 minute run, better than nothing. I thought exercising in the winter would be better, but I was definitely proven wrong, bring back summer when I ate less and felt more motivated. 
I ended up making it to Sydney the other night, proud of myself as I almost ran away from the train station after trying to talk myself in and out of going. I pursued the trip.