Back to reality

Okay so I've been back home for like a week. But whatever. It's been quiet at home and things have calmed since The Older Brother's break with sanity. The Wine Heir sent me flowers apparently. They were all dead by the time I got home haha.

I've been going to the gym to get my tone back... I've lost it over the last few weeks. It's actually been inspiring. Last night, I went pretty late and there was this overweight man who was working out. That is what all fat people should do. Work out. Doing weights. Running on the treadmill. Hell, walking on the treadmill. SOMETHING active. I talked to my favorite trainer and apparently the guy's already lost like 50 pounds over the last several months. THAT is inspiring. Not even on the fat people becoming healthier level but the fact that someone can dedicate themselves to doing something.

The Guitar Hero has been really cute. I think the past weeks have reassured him of us. He's been driving up to see me even though it's like an hour and half away so it's been nice spending time together even though it's the summer.