1:42 A.M.

So I've technically missed my deadline for posting today. Yes, its still Friday, May 6th in my book, even if its already 1:42 in the morning. But I have to admit, its been a damn good day. Its been one of those days where I seized the world by the horns, pulled the snorting bull down to look him in the eye, and told him, "You're mine..."

After working all day towards numerous deadlines, and feeling like for once I've actually got a handle on them, I went to Crossfit. For those of you who don't know, its the gym I go to. Its the way of life I'm trying to adopt. Its the scratch I've just got to itch. And its the kick in the butt I need. Had a slight run in with my good ol' enemy, Allergies & Asthma, but not until I had completed the workout. Thanks John and Nehal for inspiring me once again!

Granted, you'd think I'd go home and crash after this, right? Nope. Had to run home, take the world's fastest shower (seriously, folks, I would've called Guinness, but I didn't have the TIME!), and jet off to see my best gal and guy pals for a night out at Hop Sing's and then Powerhouse to see Wonderbread 5. And even though its been a long day, and I have to get up at the ungodly hour of 5 A.M. to go do the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure 5k, I have to admit its been an excellent night. Perhaps even fodder for a future story...I swear I'll change the names for this one!

I know, I know. I literally just posted two nights ago that this wouldn't be a journal. But all forms of writing are practice, even if some posts end up being less snazzy and world-changing than others. And I have to give myself a pat on the back for even logging on after such a day. So goodnight, bright world. I look forward to seeing your shining face tomorrow, when a new crazy, over scheduled day is due to commence. Goodnight, goodnight.