You're Either On The Bus, .....Or Off The Bus

So I've finished 3 days of work this week and have one more tomorrow. It has all been classroom so far. And I love it. Every night when I come home I'm tired, but I have this sense of loving my job. My god, I never thought I would have that again. I'm actually excited to get into my clinic and start working. That will start in September. Tomorrow we do get to start working on the machines though.

And I am rapidly becoming a non-slave to gas prices. I have started taking the bus. Its for more of a reason than we just have one car. I really am rebelling against the gas prices, it is ridiculous. I'm quite a ways away during training, but I don't even care. I feel really strongly about the environment, and if thats true then I need to walk the walk. Or ride the ride so to speak. And I don't have to fight traffic, or worry about tickets, or accidents, or whatever. I really don't mind. And I feel good about it. I think I'm going to quit driving all together.

So today totally sucked for my diet. Had little money for lunch, so bought cheaply and ended up at Taco Hell. Wow, forgot how bad that food really is. So I've been in carb overload all day. And then I said what the fuck as long as I'm being bad I might as well be really bad, and had a couple candy bars. I hate myself. Start over tomorrow I guess. I can barely even look in the morror. At least my boobs still look good. I am getting really furstrated though. I need to work out tonight.