I’m not dealing with the heat that well. I didn’t have to go outside for more than a couple of minutes today, but that was enough to suck the life out of me. I got home from work and passed out for a few minutes. I went to the gym and felt like throwing up most of the time until we did the workout, where I was DFL for the whole day. No one was slower than me. All I had for lunch was the small expensive salad at work, so that probably wasn’t to blame. I’m probably just falling apart.

Maybe it’s the heat. Maybe I need to move to Antarctica.

Hey, those dates I went on a few weeks ago didn’t go anywhere. In fact, I can say more than one of the women has removed their profile and is not returning my emails. I’m hoping this means they found a nice guy and not something less interesting, like giving the hell up. That’s my usual tactic and it doesn’t seem to be working out. But my luck is all used up by not getting hit by meteors. You know how it is.