My morning run was a bust.
I slept terribly - I blame the Jersey Shore for that. My alarm went off at 5:15am and my head felt horrible. I couldn't convince myself to get up and run when I was having this weird, early morning headache. "Weird" in that I am not really prone to getting headaches. But now I realize what the deal is. Such a kill joy, especially since I was still on the high from yesterday's nice run. But it seems today is a dreaded Meniere's day. I'm going to try to do a mind over matter on this one, but so far not so good. Maybe this Pop-Tart next to me will fix it all!
In other non-running news, I'm returning to my "fruit fly" ways this weekend. My friends are having a little "gay night" at her grandma's tavern. I hear there is shuffle board! And what would a gay night be without the token straight girl?? So naturally I'll be there in all my rainbow loving glory! Tomorrow night I'll be with the same crew for a night at the casino and the drag show. I'm looking forward to hanging out with friends, but the show doesn't have the same level of excitement for me as it did the last two years. The last two years my totally amazing, spunky, sassy, fabulous friend Alex was in the show. Alex is the best! If you don't believe me, just ask him! But alas, this year my favorite diva wised up and realized spending any portion of your life in Canyonville is not really something anyone should do. Why stay in a flea-infested, casino owned trailer in the sticks when you can just stay at home near the Vegas strip? *for the record, I do not live in Canyonville, nor do I live in a flea-infested trailer... or any trailer for that matter.* So I'm sad to go down and see 4 men in dresses when none of them are named Alex Serpa. I couldn't get it made in time, but in spirit I will be wearing my "I ♥ Alex Serpa" t-shirt!
Wait - did I neglect to mention this drag show is called "Gone Country" ?? I may stab my eyes out. Or my ears. But hey! If my Meniere's is still going strong tomorrow night I won't have to worry 'cause I won't be able to hear well and I'll barely be functioning as it is. Ha! I finally found a plus to this annoying thing that has been plaguing me for 7 years! Plus I can get by with having my 2 drink minimum consist of Pepsi and everybody will still think I'm drunk when I stutter and have a hard time talking. There ya have it - I can turn any negative into a positive!
Now, let's go book that spontaneous flight to Vegas and go see some real entertainment!
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