March 29, 2005
I’m a cleaning machine.
I decided that my apartment needed a good cleaning, and so that’s what I’ve been doing for the past 2 1/2 hours. I’ve scrubbed till everything is sparkling and every room is finished except for my bedroom. Tackling a huge heap of clothing just isn’t appealing to me right now. Cleaning is hard work, and I’m about ready for a nice long sleep. If only I could find my bed…
I finally got my butt to the gym today. First time in about two weeks. Eep. It’s amazing how much strength you can lose in such a short amount of time. I was lifting a good 10 pounds less than I could two weeks ago. Hopefully it won’t take much to get back up there.
As ridiculous as it is to take a nap at 8:30 PM, I think I’m going to. Then perhaps I’ll have enough energy to clean my room tonight. Or maybe not. I might end up crashing for good and wake up tomorrow morning. Can’t say I would complain!

March 30th, 2005 at 12:48 am
My mother and a friend of mine go on similar cleaning binges…why? I’ll never know. Tom Orrow will come. Tom Orrow will clean up the mess. Tom Orrow will do the laundry. My favorite roomate…Tom Orrow.