Fuck.

Told my mother's boyfriend to fuck off today. 

I'm irritated...Or irritable. Grouchy, let's just say.

Tired of being fucked around by people. Making plans, changing them. Fuck it. 

Had training last night. My God, I was sore this morning, lol. But it was good. Made me feel like I'd actually done something. Some kind of physical accomplishment. It was good to see that my kick hadn't really diminished over the off season. Nice change.

KFC for dinner last night, Macca's for breakfast this morning, Subway for dinner tonight. I spent quite a while on the treadmill tonight, lol. I just felt so...Not fat, because I don't normally feel fat, just...Ick, lol. I think that's the best way to describe it. Five minutes at 8km/h then 10 minutes at 4.5km/h, followed by two sets of 20 star jumps and two sets of 20 toe touches. Plus sit ups.

I'm dead tired, which is nice. It's been a while since I've felt that I could sleep.

Going to mi padre's tomorrow and spending the night. It's a multi sibling weekend, so, since I have Saturdays free, I should give it a go. I'm buying new shoes on Sunday, but not fun shoes...Shoes I can wear all day and not have them kill my feet.

I have the worst head ache. It won't go away and it's giving me the shits. 

I've been pissed off all day with being jerked around about my prior plans for the weekend, my headache and my strange need to consume everything in sight. Such a pleasant day.

But, we all know cute things cure the grumpies, so, without further ado, I introduce you all to my cat, Pantera...Or Tera for short.



She's sleeping, not dead. Obviously.