I ran. I didn't want to, but I didn't give in to my laziness. See? I'm making progress. It was raining, in which I don't have a problem running, but today just felt like a lazy day. All I wanted to do was laze around the apartment, maybe go down to the cafe for a while, and curl up with a good book. But no. I was good. I leashed Edward, put on my running clothes, and followed through on a commitment.

On top of that, I got through all of today's work and some of tomorrow's. Okay, yes, this was done largely while sitting in the corner of my favorite cafe with a large cup of tea--sheer steaming inspiration-- and a scone before me. But I feel I earned it. I worked hard. I fought off my laziness.

I realize that, by staying up so late (it's a few minutes past midnight), I'm setting myself up for feeling lazy tomorrow, but I'll deal with that tomorrow. If hindsight is 20/20, why bother with shoddy foresight? That's not really my philosophy usually. I'm just in such a rut. I feel so bloody lazy. It's really pathetic.

Liam came and sat with me at the cafe while I took a break between subjects. I really am rather fond of him. It's not even just his looks, which, I must brag, are quite good. I could simply drown in his eyes, the perfect shade of blue-green, and that constant scruffy 5-o'clock shadow definitely doesn't hurt. He's got this smile...ugh! To die for. But really, there's so much more to it than that. He's truly a gentleman. It's so rare for boys/men/males my age to behave so without some agenda, but that's truly just...how he is. Not even just with me. He's so courteous to everyone. He treats his mum like a queen, and his sisters, too. And me? I couldn't ask for anything more. I couldn't but notice the envious looks I got from more than a few other guests. That sounds totally vain, but...I dunno. He's just wonderful. I only hope I'm wonderful enough to match that.

Ah, well. I'll quit corrupting you with my sordid love-life.

Adieu,

Converse Runner Renee

P.S. FINALLY!!! I can post my avatar! Happiness.