I spent the day at work despite the fact that it was a state holiday. Patriots Day. Marathon Monday. I'm just gonna take the holiday another day, spend a three day weekend in Iowa. That's right, I said Iowa.

It was great, the sun was a shinin', I walked in with flipflops, jeans, and wifebeater, rolled the TV next to my desk, popped in a movie and got my work on. The best part of the day was I was sweating. SWEATING. No more shivering, no more, "Will someone turn the friggen heat up?!?!" No more, "I CAN'T FEEL MY TOES."

It was almost 70 degrees here today, I nearly burned my asscrack on the leather seats in my car! IT WAS FABULOUS.

I got an email and voicemail from BGw/G asking for more clarification on the 'situation.' My response when I received both,

"Huh?"

So he wants me to call him back to repeat, "I'm not ready to date, I just wanna be friends?"

So I did. It was awkward, yet again.

Before I go, I'd like to apologize to anyone I've come in contact with about my assholish attitude. It's that time of the month so anything can set me off. Yes, I do realize this excuse is lame, but in the interim, I tend to not care.