I am failing miserably at sticking to the following goals
1) prospecting more
2) Eating less
3) Keeping the house in better shape
Had a generally pleasant weekend. Went and saw Yo Mama’s big fat booty band at the Pourhouse, it was strictly okay. Got hit on by Mulletman, but my knight in shining armor, Y, came to the rescue and gave him a major dressing down.
We went to IHOP later and met up with a coworker and then I passed out on the way home.
Experimented on saturday. Was not to liking.
Sunday was spent relaxing, cleaning, eating a big dinner and watching cartoons
I am feeling very discontent, therefore , I don’t want to write anything, I just wish things would fall into place. God, I just need a break!