Unsure which day i’m on now… 44 maybe? I think I skipped 2/13 as well. I am pooped. Maybe I won’t write tonight. It’s crazy how the days just go by and there’s no time to do anything. I feel locked into this position now. Almost guilty if I leave type-feeling. I know I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to, but I like feeling like I can be useful and the money is decent. I miss snowboarding so much it hurts, but I want to save money so that we can start a dang life. I want to see places and do things with Cory and then I want to build a life and a family with him. It sounds so wonderful, but so unobtainable at the moment, I’ll pray on it all. I know everything will always work itself out. Plus, it’s such a short life we live before our eternal one, so why fuss over all of this? Alright. That was a rant. For breakfast I ate a smoothie and a burrito and then for lunch I had the veggie chili; it was alright, but it’s no creamy mushroom kale soup. I was outrageously gascious today… let’s hope that dissipates by tomorrow.