I have an interview today!
Plus I'm walking that adorable dog!
Plus I had a great date with a really, really cute guy last night. Hope he likes me back. For reals, though. :)
And I am going running. It is happening.

EDIT:

Let's not lie, though. I'm not going running, that boy is probably never going to call me again, I feel super crappy right now because the delicious, delicious food I got on said date was also super heavy and I'm being petty-pissy because someone I offered a favor to is now taking that and using it as license to be less polite than strictly necessary. People being less polite than strictly necessary may be my greatest anger inducer and the root of all my problems. Maybe.
Just sayin'.