The Prestine Power of Peaches

I am proud of me today. Very proud...more proud than I usually am. Why so proud you may ask. Well, I shall tell you. Today, in order to accomplish some of my readings, I took a new approach: I read while working out. I was amazed at how well it worked...I got thirty pages of my book read. It is very, good...noir-ish. And I got to work out, which makes me all proud of me. Also, today was another old crush day. Run into one at the gym, and another smoking outside...I was unimpressed with him, which he knows. Also, I learned two very interesting things today: January 23rd has been proven to be the most depressing day of the year, because of Christmas debt, and the gloom, and the dark. And #2, the lady who taught me Highland dancing, a family friend, is actually quite well known in the dancing world. A girl in one of my classes dances highland and has heard of my old teacher. I was like, "wow, small world". We also studied Jack the Ripper, in class today, and saw pictures and got details and the like. It was kinda disturbing, but on the whole, really intruiging on the whole. Grisly and gruesome, yet very sensationalized. And for now, that is all. We now anxiously await the return of Tyrel, Chawn and I for different reasons, but also just for the chance to hang out with him...isn't he popular? And I digress (spelling? ah well). More strangeness yet to come.