wobble wobble cheer

Oct 18 2005

You know how, every now and then, you have the need to say something without flowery language, without pretense, because what you have to say doesn’t need any dressing-up?

Yeah. Forty-five minutes at level eight, biznitches. (If you said “huh?” then read this entry for the explanation.)

One more level to go and then I will—finally—be back to my pre-pneumonia fitness level.

Whatcha wanna guess I want for my birthday? Admittedly, that’s two days from now, but you know what? I think I might just have to go for it.

As flimsy excuses to drink go, I think this one would be better than most.

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