I had gone to the gym with the express purpose of not trying that hard and not staying long so I could come home to my bad wine (I'm drinking some now; it's not that great). But, then Hot Gym came over and spoke to me. For those just joining us on this boring quest (hi guys!), Hot Gym is the code name for the fellow at the gym whom I like. He's hot. And works at the gym. AND teaches only hot classes (I'm not kidding on this point either). Hence Hot Gym (it originally came from the Operation I was plotting to talk to him The Operation name was made by my friend. Part 2 is After-workout Sauna...which may never come to fruition since Operation Hot Gym is at a stalemate). ANYWAY, Hot Gym came over and personally invited me to the 2 classes he was teaching special that night. He said, "If you have the energy, please come." I went. Oh yes, I went. The classes were good. Very hot. But, WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH THIS? The more I try to give him up, the more he pushes/makes efforts to talk to me. The more I'm in to him, the more he pulls away.

I think I need more wine.

On a side note, that means that I spent 3.5/4 hours at the gym. If I don't get healthy after this stuff, I'll be amazed. And bewildered. Of course, coming home and drinking is NOT helping...but I love the wines. The red ones. They take my moneys.

On a completely unrelated side note, yesterday I bought a desk, a chair, and a mirror. If I spent over 3 man (30,000 yen), then I'd get free delivery. The desk and chair were almost there, so I got a mirror, too...since I wanted one anyway. And by wanted, I mean I should have, but I don't necessarily want to be able to see all my body. And by desk, I mean counter that I'm going to use as a desk so I can FINALLY work on my arts well. It's been slow going 'cause this sit-down-desk makes me lazy. I also go the last counter (score!). And they'll all be here on the 23rd between the hours of 6 and 8 in the PM.