goodness, life

Flexing my friendship muscle

With Boyfriend in Europe, I’ve had the chance to spend more time with friends, mostly High School Roommate, and Little Iron Friend from the Kung Fu studio (watching Serenity, making ramen at her place, going to bars).  I forget how important friendships are when Boyfriend is so available most of the time.  I should really make time for them more often.  I’ve been foregoing sleep to hang out, but it’s been easy to deal with since I’m not waking up every four hours because of Boyfriend.  I have more energy then even a week ago, and it feels great.  I’m having a really nice time.

Side note: My arms are getting cut.  A few people at work, friends, and some family members have all commented that my arms are hulking out.  I’m pretty psyched.  I think a powerful body and a friendly smile are super sexy on a woman.  I’m diggin’ it.  Tummy’s getting flat and toned again, too.  Naturally, I’m also covered in bruises most of the time, but if that’s the price to be paid for a slammin’ body, sign me up to start turning colors.

I went to Princeton, bitch.


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