Track, On

I continue to be on track. I went to the improv jam this weekend. I was glued to the wall a bit, but I still participated. It will only get easier from here.

This weekend I also: went dancing, sat in Dolores park watching the Blue Angels, hung out with Audrey, got a little bit sick, rode a merry-go-round, talked about astrology a lot, volunteered, gave and received 50 kisses, had a hangover, took 2 naps, ate Ethiopian, watched Planet Earth, went to John's party, jumped on the trampoline on John's roof, finished a book, started a book, talked to my Grandma, thought about the endocrine system, thought about relationships, and felt really really good.

I will now go to bed, and get 8.5 hours sleep, in a further attempt to keep any and all sickness at bay.