don't let me be mistaken for a jogger
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2003.06.27
Though I had to work throughout the day, I believe I managed to make the most of the weather today. I went to the gym without having to change; just went in my gym clothes (I hope no one mistook me for a jogger). Then this evening I had a few drinks, got myself some bedding materials and some old bags to place them on and passed out on the balcony to sleep for an hour or so. The temperature and whatnot were perfect.