I (potentially) lost a really good friend today over melodramatic bullshit that she freaked out about. I want to say that my heart will be broken if this ruins our friendship, but I really don't care at this point. I'm just going to be happy to not have to hear the constant complaining and unsolicited advice of her husband. I really dislike him and would rather he just never speak to me. Luckily, I'm not the only one that feels this way. Matthew, her own family, and other mutual friends feel the same way. Guess friends do really come and go.
I really need to start working out. Hopefully this week I can start up on the gym classes I was hoping to do last week and just never made it. I may just tag along with Ashley and see how it goes. I have no stamina and no strength so I'll have to work up to doing real workouts. But maybe I can actually try to get toned up and can do some more workout things with Matthew when he gets home instead of being lazy and sitting on my butt all the time.
Rex has been acting so weird lately. I don't know what his deal is. It may be from all the storms we've been having. He really hates storms. They freak him out bad. But I'm not sure if that's the only thing wrong with him. I'm not really sure what to do.
Chicken a la king for dinner tonight! Woo!
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