It's snowing. It's cold. It's grey.
I want the sun to come out!
Forecast says wonderful weather for the rest of the week.
PT wrote this morning on the google-chat that he might put in a personal-training-hour in my schedule for this week. I don't know if I will have time for some additional running. *sigh*. Everything is planned pretty tight for the rest of the week. Only two more days.
I have to buy some little presents for people in the US, I'm going to meet next week and birthday presents for two of my collegues. I have to go shopping today right after work.
Just one more hour here at work.
I so don't want to bike through all that cold, grey and snowy weather.
SUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!, WHERE ARE YOU?
J. came yesterday in the evening. Bored me in each way...! Why could my strawberry-week (period) come one day earlier (started today)? He looked at me like a puppy again, how I hate that. Damn. I still haven't said anything, only that he has to take his clothes with him, which were lying around in my appartment for months now. I hate the fact his clothes lying around at my place. It feels to me like an occupation of pieces of my privacy. I don't want that at all. Once I was so furious that I almost dumped them into the garbage can.
I love my freedom and I love my independance!
15:26 - January 28, 2009
Recent entries:
- - April 17, 2019
- - April 10, 2019
Das kannste schon so machen, aber dann ist es halt Kacke - April 08, 2019
- - March 25, 2019
- - March 18, 2019
My profile
Archives
Notes
Diaryland
About Me
Random
RSS
others:
acornotravez
u-saved-me
footipoo
achmardi
scotts2cents
mistfree
murder
tinea
stepfordtart
silver4
singingcamel
secret-motel
notunique
nineofswords
kelsi
nacht-katze
jarofporter
elusive-you
eloira
eatmorepizza
dangerspouse
catsoul
blubbles
bedwarmhands
barefootruby
axde
atwowaydream
narcissa
whaleart