for a split second, i thought to myself if i would be drinking beer ten years from now. would i stop drinking because it means different for me now than it would then? would i stop drinking because i have a different set of priorities, and different reasons for being? well, the second passed and i could still imagine drinking myself silly. but then again, thats just an image in my head. who knows what could happen.

shared a few beers with alexis. he's an interesting character. thank god for my metabolism.. i've accepted the fact that i'll never be fat. i'll always be stickly thin, whether you like it or not. cheers to that i guess :) and to random gym workouts and pilates balls :)