my super awesome weekend plans are to sleep like a sloth. and also clean guinea pig cages because they smell like sanapig's butt.
I went on a walk after school today (running is entirely out of the question), but it's hard to tell whether I dislike that more or less than the gym. certainly I don't love it, in no small part because we don't believe in sidewalks in a lot of places near me. Also, like the gym, my body hates it more than I do mentally, so it's like having to take along a friend that's like "I hate this! Why do I have to do this! This sucks!" the entire time you're working out.
now I suppose I ought to put on some non-sweaty clothes so I can go to the movies with my parents.