Lost and beat

I've noticed lately how lost and beat I seem to be. My apartment is in shambles. I try to avoid it rather than fix it. I work the entire freaking weekend, all weekend - I'm so beat. I am horrible with managing money. I'm sick this week, and praying that I will be better by the weekend so I can work, I have only been there two weeks, I don't want to call off - how horrible would that be?

I started strong with my weight loss and I've semi been doing ok. I haven't been to the gym as much as I wanted to be though. I blame it on being sick, even though I know I could be there, it would just be too much work. I guess I should be doing exercise at home. Bleh. I'm still ordering salads and lettuce on my burgers etc. I try to pick things that are good. Well, I lied. I want to try. Tomorrow is class at 2. Bleh. Blah. Blech. I don't want to go. I don't feel good and I don't think we will be in the lab, thus I can't play boring games the whole time.

I'm selling all my scrubs from my Vet job and program. I hope I make some decent money. It won't be anymore than like 20 bucks if that, but, it will help counter act the 70 I spent tonight on Woody. My dad is going to kill me. It's not bad though that when I get money I want to spoil my Mr. Woody woobles is it? No. Well, yes since I have bills to pay, but I am demonstrating my lovely and spoilish nature!


*sigh* I'm tired. And sick. And going to bed.