Early start. Drove to the condo/gym and did my thing slowly again. Why rush? It’s not like I have places to be or things to buy. On another note, I’d actually be fine if my parents sold their money pit of a condo investment. It would be one less thing for them to stress over. They have tenants right now, but in the meantime, I will happily use the gym and facilities for free. First rule of money: never spend your own. That rule is especially true when you don’t have any money to spend in the first place.

After my workout, I set up shop in a study room and applied to another job. I worked on some Mariah party stuff too, then realized I’m pretty ahead of myself in that department. I’m planning Valentine’s Day cards as party invitations and it’s a month away. Better to be prepared, I guess.

Attempted to have a conversation with Logan via text, but he responds about 3-5 business days after each message, which gets frustrating. Is this karma for what I did to Dylan? Why do I think everything is fucking karma!

Walked home and had dinner. I was going to nap but spent more time working on my party stuff. Logan and I started talking about my upcoming visit and he said he was going to text me after he sent a work email, which ended up being three hours later. During that time, I went over to Dan’s place with the boys to watch a movie and hang out. It was really nice, actually. I realized how much I needed that social part of my life back. I felt a lot less lonely afterwards.

Naturally, Logan sent about three messages before he wanted to “talk tomorrow” because he was at dinner. I’m just antsy to book my trip, I guess. The boys and I watched The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert and Kathy Griffin before we all walked home together. It was good night. I’m feeling better. What a weird two weeks it’s been. Fuck. The thought of going to visit Logan excites me, though. I really miss him.

Goodnight xo