  Tuesdays are better than Mondays, but only slightly. I still feel like the weekend is far away, but at least I've taken the first step towards it in getting through yesterday. My Monday turned out being better than your average Monday. Despite feeling spent from my busy weekend, I managed to be a productive worker bee yesterday and get a lot done.
I also did a pilates class at lunch and my sore abs are feeling its effects/benefits today. Last night I met my roommie for dinner at ChaChaCha, a place we tend to frequent quite often, and we ate our favorite platanos maduros and chicken quesadilla, washed down with a few pitchers of sangria (they were little pitchers, I swear), and had a long talk. We came to the realization that the platanos are almost better with whipped cream (thanks to the bartender's advice) than they are with black beans. Oh, and we also concluded that our issues are resolved and we're buddies again. Then we went home and did interpretive dance to Tori Amos music with our other roommates.
Good times! In running news, I have none to report, because I suck. I hope you all won't hate me when I totally flake on my commitment to run that half-marathon in August. I just don't see that happening. Tonight.... Lovely Linda St. Roommate Dinner and maybe a movie. And Jeff leaves for Texas tomorrow :-( 
