Hmm $8 wine that is 3 days old = one way ticket to hangover land. . .I hope they serve chex mix there
The title of this post has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Its late, i’m somewhat buzzed from wine. . .and people need to freaking grow up.
In other news, I interviewed/signed up to finish my dive master program. Its a quasi long story but here are the highlights.
1. I have a sh*tload to do to finish my dive master certification
2. I’m really excited to be in a new dive family.
3. I don’t have to finish this certification to dive. In fact I could quit right now and still be a more accomplished diver than most people who enter the sport. However, I need to finish this certification for me. I need to move beyond my past and start diving for me again. Its the one thing I won’t let be taken from me. Even though the class I’m now signed up for may kill me. It may kill me because up until approximately 1pm today, I thought I had one class to go. And as it turns out, I pretty much have an entire certification course to complete. More on this later. . .
I’m watching Sex in the City right now. . .I love Samatha right now, though I’m really more of a Miranda meets Charlotte who wants the paycheck of Samantha. Does that make any sense?