I was fully intending to go to barre3 everyday until I leave for Australia – except on Monday, Dec. 31st, when the studio is closed. But, today, I needed a massage more than a workout. So I had one.

And a pedicure.

I also spent the afternoon weeping at a Meryl Streep movie and eating fried chicken.

I’m supposed to have a beer with some friends tonight at a restaurant right next door to the hotel, but my face is all puffy from crying and I’m not sure that I have the energy to drag myself out of bed, let alone clean myself up and look semi-decent.

Yeah, yeah. I’ll pull myself together. Tomorrow? Please?

Argh. They just sent me text messages. Now I really have to get up…

Help.

30 Dec. 2012
2:30 AM

5 beers, 2 shots and 1 glass of wine and too many cigarettes later… I think I really pulled myself together.