Ok, so I am at the gym working my fat ass off, sweating like a pig. While I am in there some no good, thieving motherfucker broke into my truck by popping the lock on the drivers side door with a screwdriver. They took my wallet and cellphone. So, I am out $395 in cash. I had to cancel my American Express and gas card. I wish I would have caught the thieving little bastards.

On a happier note, Alex was in town. He arrived Wednesday and had to leave yesterday. We had dinner. Met my friend, Riley, for a drink (he had a couple, I had water). Spent the night together getting reacquainted. Then he had to leave so he could be back in Detroit by Midnight, He is not allowed to fly on the days he is on call, he will get fired. He is going out to California to see his mom on his next day off. He will be back here on the following off time.

I tell you, it was so good to see him. We sat and talked for so long at dinner. We had a great time out at the Parrot. Riley liked him. My other friends there said how cute he was. Then our night together was great. I always did say how I adored him. I think this may be a good thing.

Now, he can't call me because some thieving little bastard stole my phone.

Extremes for today. I am still somewhat manic but not as bad. I don't feel the depression coming on but I was in a pissed off mood all day today. When I told Riley about my truck getting broken into, he said my mood was a foreshadow of my truck getting broken into. I must have subliminally known it was coming.

I haven't had dinner. I am hungry and there is nothing here. It is too late to find something healthy. So I guess I will just wait until tomorrow.

Later days.