Another day, nothing exciting to talk about.

I got a message from Mandy today. She was sad. Down in the economy dumps. Her and I need some girl time. She suggested riding our bikes and meeting in the middle. Unfortunately the middle is about 50 miles away. I used to live there.

Ew.

I miss her.

In other news, I busted out some Yasso 800s today. Repeat half-miles at a speedy pace. I did four of them today at a 7:10 pace, which equals a half-mile in about 3 minutes and 35 seconds.

The idea of Yasso 800s is to run the repeats in the same (minute : seconds) time as your goal (hour : minute) marathon time. So, if you want to run a 3:50 marathon, run the repeats in 3 minutes, 50 seconds.

Runners World says it works. I say it can't hurt. I'm going to try and do these once a week, or until my shins explode, which inevitably happens to me as a result of speed work.

I apologize, again, for the absolutely gratuitous Twilight paraphernalia all over the blog.  But, well, it's my blog. So. Too bad?

In apartment news, my sister and I are still awaiting word on a potential place. It's a super apartment complex - with a pool, hello - two bedrooms, two bathrooms and all kinds of awesomeness. Now we're just waiting to see if any of the apartments will be available for us.

PLEASE GOD LET THERE BE AN APARTMENT FOR US.

I don't ask for much.

JUST A FUCKING APARTMENT.

Uh, what? I'm just saying.

Also, I keep seeing previews for the movie adaptation of My Sister's Keeper. I can't wait. That was once upon a time my favorite book ever. The movie will make me cry. Guaranteed. 100 percent.

I better go. I'm so thirsty right now I'm actually fantasizing about drinking. Dirty fantasies.

Good night, all.