guess we'll see.
in brighter, less spamerrific news, i actually joined a gym and started going to it. before work even. and i've returned to South Beach.
i feel like i'm finally back on track, you know? god, it's amazing (and frankly, embarrassing) how derailing that break-up was (with the bonus of life changes, travel, and job shifts).
and it's fantastic how affirming getting over it is.
finally, i appreciate your suggestions for posts. i'm newly inspired. in particular, i believe this:
How about a story involving Harry Potter, tequila, a gay bar and a cab ride...
deserves a follow-up. because he's not kidding.