So morning run didn't happen. Turns out it is still dark out at 7 am. So I slept later then got up and went to work.

Work today was boring. I was scanning stuff all day and didn't bring anything to occupy myself while the scanner does its thing and the Internet wasn't working on the computer so needless to say I drained the batteries on my iPhone.

After work I came back and forced myself to run - glad that I did once I got out there. My least favorite part about running in a city: fumes. Both exhaust and cigarette, especially when you're running at 5 o'clock. While I was jogging in place waiting for traffic to stop a man stands next to me smoking away and blowing it all in my face. Then I run to the median and have to wait some more. He comes right up and stands next to me again. What is up with that? People can smoke an kill themselves all they want but do they have to be so inconsiderate of others?

After the run I just hung out all evening watching some tv and having dinner. I'm still in a weird mood but I think it's getting better.

Night night.