I've started on my next assignment, but I haven't started the diet thing yet. I think I need some inspiration. Who's body would I like to have? I really don't know.
That aside, I got a new nickname. Flame. It started with the Community Policing, the girl that works at Control, told me that there was a few rumours of me going around. The first one was that E60 and I had a romantic relationship and that he left me. Which is sad, because this is the same idiot who wrote on Facebook that he loved me. I laughed again.
The second rumour is that R1 and I have a flame for each other. The Control girl and I started making jokes about it, so we decided to nickname me Flame, and R1 Sparky. You need a spark to start a fire.
The funniest thing of all is now that Control girl and E60 have a thing going for 5 weeks now. She's using him, and I can't see why. He's a loser that tells lies to boast about himself. He's also one of those that is always right, and he's always better and smarter than the rest. She on the other hand, is smart, mature, independent, and extremely funny. But she doesn't want to be alone, and I can see how it works out for her.
E60 started saying "I love you" to her.
She laughed.
We're on the same page then...
So, my Sparky is leaving in 2 months, so, I'm thinking I should do the same. Just go out for the reason of not having to be lonely. He's funny and cute, I don't know him that well. But we'll see... Maybe we can give it a go.
R1, R2, Control girl, and I are going out to shoot some pool tonight. It can work.
Now, today I can go to bed at 23:00. I'll set my alarm. And then, I think I'll be well enough for yoga tomorrow morning.
I really have to get more active.
Patrolling is nice, but its not being active. We had some issues in the community the past few days. I saw a brand new BMW crashed against a tree on Friday, and we pulled over a drunk driver, and made him stay over at the control room until he was sober enough to drive. We had suspects jumping over fences on Saturday, and a burning tree to prove that there was a real flame in the neighbourhood.
Another funny joke that came out was when E60 said that everything was 10-20, instead of 10-4. Poor moron.
And Control Girl had her going away coffee and cake, and the cake was already cut. It just sounds right in afrikaans: die koek is alklaar gesny en dis 'n nat koek. The cake wasn't dry, so we had a lot of dirty jokes surrounding a poor, innocent, caramel cake.
The other jokes we had on Saturday was about a cat that kept on setting off an alarm. So, kicking and shooting the cat was a running joke that night. "Kat-skiet".
I'm still thinking about thinspiration for my diet needs. I really do need the inspiration and motivation.
Maybe I should start writing down my measurements and make myself targets. That can work...
Bridget.
I think I'll use her for now.
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