Dude,
I am so tired. Therefore, bullets. Square ones. That’s how tired I am.- Scotty and I are doing a photo project this week. One hundred of the most digital images you’ll ever see. Go now!
- I’ve been much happier since I turned my life over to Quicken. Personal finance is hot.
- Tonight I experienced the hardest fitness class of my life, and that’s saying a lot. It’s one of the three versions of kickboxing the Y offers. In the middle of punching and kicking the shit out of everything, and bouncing around and squat-kicks and pushups and jumping jacks (which is an entirely new experience with boxing gloves), she would run to the studio entrance, whip open the door to the gym, and yell, NOW LAPS!!! And we’d run. And run. And fucking run. I will participate in nearly any athletic activity, but I sincerely hate running in circles. Especially around the basketball courts, wearing boxing gloves (with latex gloves underneath – and if you want a new and exciting smell experience, try wearing those for 90 minutes while sweating profusely), with kids throwing basketballs in your general direction. I love this class. So much. I’ll be back next week.
- This stuff amuses the hell out of me: my name, plinko, creamedpeas, cm, runaway truck. I may be the only one who can identify all those pictures.
Jenni