Saturday I was completely lazy all day. I was "elevated" for most of the day, simply because I could get away with it. In the evening I forced myself to clean my room/do some chores and then I debated going out, but ended up staying home. It's so rare that I am actually able to get a good sleep in, so sometimes the thought of being able to guzzle Nyquil and pop sleeping aids without worrying how I'll feel in the morning is more appealing than going out and drinking.
Today my mom and I went to brunch way out in the 'burbs with Margot, her husband, and some of their friends. I ended up just drinking Bloody Marys because the brunch was $23 and I didn't want my mom spending that much on me because I did not want to put myself in the position of feeling obligated to eat $23 worth of food because I am really trying to watch what I eat. And in fact I ended up not eating anything at all until almost 8 PM!
After brunch we headed to the Tampa Bay Downs horse track. I had never been to watch horse races before, only dogs, so I didn't know what to expect. It was okay, but I think it would have been much more fun with my own group of friends. I like Margot, but her friends are all kind of old people-ish, leaving me feeling like a kid who needs to keep quiet because she had nothing to speak about with the adults.
Our view from our box at the track.
After we left I realized I was starving and hadn't eaten all day, so we stopped my Qdoba for a quesadilla (which I waited like 3 hours before eating, I'm a weirdo.) I cleaned up a bit and just chilled the rest of the evening. I have this weird thing where I always need to be home on Sunday evenings. I don't like going out and doing things, unless maybe my room is already clean and I have my outfit picked out for work for the next day. I just feel like if I don't start my week off on the right foot everything will be bad. Jorge really wanted me to come over last night, but I didn't want to because of my Sunday night thing, but also because he lives far away and it seems silly for me to drive so far out on a Sunday night just to sit and watch TV at his house. This is a whole 'nother deal here that I don't want to get into at the moment, but at this point in my life guys that potentially want to date me need to take me out on actual dates. If I am going to be hanging around a guy's house doing nothing, they will most likely be just a friend or maybe someone that I am already dating. But as of right now, I just don't have the time and patience to hang around a guy that has so ambition to try to pursue me and just invites me over in the hopes that I may finally break down and sleep with them.Wow, what a random tangent! Since my posts seem to always been so text heavy, a couple pictures, yay!
My new laptop skin I had made with my favorite Peter Max painting.
I can't ever seem to take a decent looking picture for the life of me, but I am so excited about how long my hair is getting!
