Continuing funny Smarty Pants bar tabs, Jason always enters me as ‘dude’.

Talking to a friend about having done okay at the sprints, she says, “of course you did, you’re good at everything you do”. Well, you haven’t seen me dance apparently, but I’ll take that.

Forgot to check my personal email until about 5pm today, what a crazy day.

I think I’m starting to be willing to trust my heart to someone else again. Maybe I’m just cynical. It’s a toss up. Maybe I’ll just keep flirting for a decade or so. Depends on who you are, I’m sure.

Still tired. Long day. Need to not buy coffee at All City one of these mornings and sprint in, see how that feels.