24 hours straight.

Thanks to Carrie I didn't spend 24 hours straight in my apartment.

I don't know why I'm being such a slug. I wanted to go to the gym at some point today, and possibly another travel agency to sort out spring break. I did spend a good chunk of it combing the web for deals for spring break. Things are still up in the air between Sharm el Sheikh and the Canary Islands.

I also think subconsciously I was sticking it out hoping my boy would come online, which he did so I spent a few hours online chattin it up, having some dinner, and trading virginity-loss stories with my roommates.

Carrie was going to Campo tonight for a more chill night before Alpheus tomorrow night. Seems its going to be myself, Carrie, her sister and some of my roommates who want in on the gay club. Should be an interesting mix.

I managed to stall/lie my way into getting to Campo around 1ish where I met up with Carrie and her sister, the guys from last night (+ some hottie that they were trying to set up with her sister). Grabbed a drink then they threw us out at 2am as everything was closing. I segued into getting a gelato then grabbed the tram back.

Tomorrow I want to make uber-productive. Gym, tanning, food shopping are all on the agenda. I want to figure out some other meals to make here other than pasta and chicken cutlets which have become my staple. I'm thinking of buying the ingredients for either (or both) Chicken Francese or Eggplant Rolatini.