okay so i tried

Continuing on with the cheesecake story. So Friday morning I got into work and bumped into 8. I asked her “so did you make cheese cake?” Her reply was, “no I was too tired.” So I was all nice like yeah rest is more important than cheese cake. Then in the afternoon I got an anonymous phone call saying, “there’s cheese cake!” Well what do you know? She surprised me. I got my cheesecake after all and then felt all bad so I offered to buy her lunch. She said she liked Jamaican food.

Monday morning I bumped into her at lunch and said, “Friday, lets go get you some Jamaican food.” So last Friday we went to get some Jamaican take-out (I was hoping for a nice sit-down restaurant). Uh yeah good thing, there was no click. Anyway she’s got a bf.

This morning some crazy, impatient person honks and gives me the finger for turning right too slowly. Uh yeah it was like a) foggy and raining; b) I was only half-a-second too slow on the gas; c) it’s a new car (well it’s 16 months old but still new to me) so I’m going to be extra careful; d) honk to say “you’re too slow” but the finger is just getting fucking personal. A-hole, road-rage, psycho drivers. Yeah that’s me venting.

Well at least the running is going well. I did my 10K long run yesterday, in shorts even. Next week is 12K. Butternut squash lasagne turned out well. There’s still hope in this world.