chocolate bars and mood swings

yes, that has been my life for the past couple of weeks. but even chocolate and moodiness can bring good times. tried surfing one more time. key word: tried. it took me an hour before i gave up and sat my grumpy self on the sand watching the others brave the waves. it wasn't a good day to learn, the waves were big and little me couldn't get past all the white water. my turning point was when i gulped a mouthful of salt water as a humangous wave crashed right on me, sending my board flying. still won't give up. afterwards went to cheesecake. although we had to wait for 2 hours for our table, the chicken madeira was all worth it in the end. good times, good company, and good wine. yesturday v and i were on our way to the hardware store to get bolts for my futon to raise it on its feet and on our way we spotted a nice ass futon frame that someone just put outside for grabs so we decided to just take it and replace it with the one i had. 2 hours later and alot of sweat, blood, and energy was all thrown away for a frame that didnt work for me. so we had to dissasemble it, load it back up, and place it back where we got it inconspicuously. oh man. tomorrow sex test.
currently reading: nothing, but planning George Orwell. suggestions accepted.