Oh hey I'm Julia. I'm 23. I graduated from Rowan University, and I live outside of Philly with my boyfriend and our cat Chauncey. I rule. I enjoy the finer things in life such as live music, knitting, reading, talk radio, Wilco, and Mr. Peanut.
Hump day
Well I’m sore from going to the gym. It feels gooooood!
The past couple days I’ve been spending about 2 hours working out. I swtiched back to being vegetarian after a 2 year hiatus. Why? Jon Stars said he was doing it while we were drinkin’, and I was sorta drunk, so I told everyone I was going to as well. It only makes sense since I can’t afford meaty things anyway, and I’m trying to shed some wintery weight.
Tonight I’ll be making lentil soup, with a simple recipe from former FC roomie, Alex Hrebin. Mmmmm.
Yesterday was flippin’ windy and cold, so I decided to break down and tan. I know its bad, and I think poorly of people who don’t acknowledge the consequences of sitting under bulbs 20 mins a day, every day, year after year. Then again, what do I care about them? I’ve gotten bad sunburns, so I’m in the same sinking boat.
Anyway, tanning comes with my membership, so I just had to swipe my card.
‘Judgement-free’ girl at gym: “How long would you like to go in for?”
Me: “Well, 2 minutes to start.”
Girl: “….Two minutes? Are you sure? I don’t think it’ll do anything.”
Me: “Well, my skin hasn’t seen light in like..ohhhh 6 months. And I burn easily. And I’m really just cold. And STFU DON’T JUDGE MY PASTEY ASS!”
2 minutes, it was warm, and I didn’t burn. Ahhh.
In other news, there is ONE corner in this apartment. In our living room. And it smells like feet. Not stinky really, just…musty? Just in the corner. I don’t smell it while I’m on couch, or in the kitchen, or in the bathroom. Just in the corner by the desk. I can’t figure it out!!!
Stinky business, dudes. I blame the cat.
