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fyi, i'm writing this post while listening to flynt flossy so it might be a little scattered (also, if anyone wants to buy me the shirt he wears about himself, i will wear it EVERYDAY. pinky swear).

this weekend i focused on two things: sleep and working out. i went to crossfit finally and it was GREAT. the people that run the gym are super nice and friendly. almost like byron and caitlin from eugene but no one will ever replace them. i also did the bridge runners saturday run which my new friend kristine told me about. i was nervous because they are sponsored nike and meet up at this super posh nike stadium (its just a store, i think?) but turned out to be a bunch of cool, friendly people with a variety of backgrounds of running and i didn't have to run really fast. i ended up bailing before the end to check out occupy wall street, though. guess i'll just have to go back! (i don't know if i should talk about ows here as my thoughts are probably very fickle - we'll see.)

(now listening to lmfao on pandora. this is for everyone who asks me what kind of music i listen too. i answer: shitty music. i've been told many times, mostly by my friend from grad school hilary, that i don't know the meaning of ironic. i just like to think i take joy in ridiculously atrocious things.)

i also went on a running 'date' with that guy from dwb. i'm guessing its a date because we had some really awkward hugs. like you guys would guess otherwise. he didn't try kissing me or anything so maybe we are just friends? i did forget that i'm not supposed to eat chocolate on dates because we got some cookie ice cream sandwiches and i ended up with chocolate ALL OVER my face, hands, you name it. i'm like a little kid, just smashing the sugar into my mouth. grahohahha. the metaphor is even better than i thought, because then the sugar high comes and i start jumping up and down and getting distracted by shiny things. (oh yeah, i've given up on giving up gluten and gone back to three desserts a day. worth it.)

anyways, we ran a bit around central park and wandered around manhattan looking at other squares and parks. i finally left because i realized i'd been walking around in my running clothes for close to 5 hours and probably looked and smelled like a greasy pig.

oh man, the best subway encouter yet happened on my way home. the f train took FOREVER but was well worth the wait. when it came, i was about to go into a car when i realized a really beautiful man. so naturally i started towards the car he wasn't in but then i took a second look because he was really a sight to see and i realized i knew him! it was cameron, who i went to third grade with! i had a crush on him then and still do. he is gorgeous and an artist. a really great artist. thank goodness i'm more confident than i used to be because i made a beeline for him (he accused me of stalking him because it seemed like i knew he was going to be there) and tried to make conversation (ie i just stared and tried to hug him). he said we should trade numbers online. gosh! i really hope we hang out :)

and now i need to get some beauty sleep for my third week at bitly! go team!