And I'm officially awful.
I'm hitting up parties and shindigs and festive soirees like, every other day. And this means - spending more money than I should/have on drinks and food and cabs and such. Awful.
It also means, being too sleep-deprived/cold/just plain lazy to do any running. Also, the joints are REEEEEAAAALLLLLY unhappy with the shoes right now, so I've sorta cut back for the time being. Lousy excuse, I know. Awful.
Aaaannnnd, it means that my "Holiday Cheer" has maybe kinda sorta crossed over into the realm of Holiday forgiveness...or of, um...Holiday weakness...or of, i don't know, Holiday "oh, what the hell-ness". And I've fallen off the wagon. Awful.
But not that awful. All of it is kinda fun actually. None of it is good for me, but all of it is certainly fun...for now.
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