It seems like you travel a lot, that is so cool. I wish I was more like that. I don't travel hardly at all. I have a pretty big fear of flying. Actually I'm pretty sure it's a phobia. I wish I could get past it but I just can't. Flying in a plane is one of the ultimate situations where you aren't in control. So, I guess I'm a control freak, because I can't handle it.-Sam
I travel about once a month but it's only because my boyfriend works for a major airline and I get a huge discount as his traveling companion... otherwise my ass would stay put because flying is expensive... and to be honest if most ppl understood all of the things that have to happen in order to run an airline, or even have one single flight, they would see that tickets are pretty much a steal... I still wonder how airlines can make profit...but with oil prices few are. I was nervous the first two times I flew... my first airplane excursion was to Belgium... and then I didn't fly again until 2006 to Chicago... so that made me nervous because it was like a second first time. But I've flown a decent amount for someone who doesn't travel for work and to be honest there are times when I still get nervous... I didn't get nervous this weekend but there are trips where I'm afraid of take off, and turbulence.
And how long did you go w/o a tv? I don't know if I could stand it. I watch tv when I'm exercising here at home - either something tivoed or a video. I'd go Crazy w/o a tv!
I have lived in my apartment four months without a tv, but I usually spend half of the week at Jeff's who does have tv. I still don't have internet though... working on getting my computer here from home.
So the weekend was wonderful. Caught up with Becca on the past two years... we were close in college but haven't talked to much since then... no one really wants to spend hours on the phone after work, ya know? Anyway I got there Friday and we went out for some Italian and shared some wine, then went to a jazz/blues bar and got hit on by the band, some guy bought us drinks... it was fun. Saturday we slept it, never made it to the zoo but we walked around Old Town in Alexandria, ate at this organic French bakery, walked down to the pier, then got showers, went out for some dessert and came back to her place for out dinner of cheese and some bread we'd picked up at the French place... I left early yesterday morning. It was a short trip but just enough... and since I left at lunch on Friday it felt like a good long weekend. Then yesterday morning Jeff picked me up from the metro and took me out for brunch.... it's my favorite meal and there's a little diner place that has a few Best of Atlanta awards right around the corner from my apartment... man they had the best biscuits ever! After that we headed back to my place so I could get a shower and we got reaquainted for awhile

, and then he wanted to take me to Six Flags but it had started raining, so we ended up back at his place where I took a nap while he geeked out with some Ogre software before going to an apartment sale at an aquaintance of his who is moving to Uganda... I scored a DVD player, a digital food scale, martini shaker, crepe pan, and bread pan. I made awesome chicken quaesadillas and we called it an evening.
Now I want to whine... I haven't been to the gym in two weeks... It's my fault... I've put on some pudge from feasting all this past weekend... I can't even begin to tell you how much bread I consumed... and therefore butter, seasoned olive oils, and french nutellas... but today is monday and I feel like crap. Maybe it's from not treating my body right the past two weeks but I've honestly felt under the weather for awhile and I'm having strange aches and pains... pretty much I have hypochondriac-ed myself into thinking i have a brain tumor... I'm ridiculous and paranoid. So I planned on the gym tonight but I have no food at home and I won't want to go grocery shopping after that... and my sleep has sucked... I've been getting 4-5 hours as compared to my usual 7-8... so I think I"m canning the gym tonight to get food sorted out for the week and then crawling into bed at 10, maybe even 9 if I can manage to get everything done in three hours, and passing out. I'm even game for taking some Tylenol PM... I'll probably have a headache anyway. And can I just say I'm sick of preplanning... I hate it. I hate taking the time to cook and then clean up after all of that food... it's such a cop out... I've been eating better during the week and I know planning is key, but honestly I miss not planning and feeling relaxed and not stressed over every calorie... I know that I could go back to that but I wouldn't be happy with my body which is why I've been doing that to begin with.... blah
I just need to get sleep to revitalize myself and not be so tired.