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- run today: 5.00, 50:58. I started out well (first mile 8:40, second mile 18:30, third mile 25:38), and then around the fourth mile I began getting super tired. This is probably because I ran up every single hill I had today, so by the time I hit 4.5, I was pretty wibbly in the legs. That's no big; I called a walk break, and decided to just walk the last half-mile home and enjoy the sunshine.
- My new running hat is so awesome. I'ma order two more of them, they are BOMB SKULLIEZ. This one is pink! The other two can be yellow and black. I heart me some yellow, it is like sunshine snuggling my head.
- I also heart my shopvac. Ha ha ha scatter kitty litter everywhere, will you, cats? NOT TO WORRY, I HAS A SHOPVAC. I VAC WITH IT. I VAC UP UR SKITTER! Not so tough now, are you, cats? That's right. Pussies.
- I have not been writing well lately, and it has made me a whiny emo twit, complete with my hair hanging in my face, which is fixed like so: :( The hair I am gritting my teeth and bearing, because it's at that awkward stage where it is almost long enough to be in a ponytail, but not quite, and so it just kind of flutters around and has a precious little curl to it, but won't stay out of my FACEY.
The writing is somewhat a problem. I need to go back to just writing small scenes. OR FORUM POSTS, GOD. I'm behind on just about everything. It bothers me, but something is clogged. A lot of it is that I do want to write about Greyspell, but whenever I do sit down to do that, a voice says "that's worthless, why don't you write about something you could make a living at, like Graycloaks or something?" And that depresses me and then I don't write anything because then it's a chore.
I have a new half-marathon plan that I kyped from the good folks at Runner's World. Monday I begin it! Hurray!
AND NOW: APRONTIEMS
- My new running hat is so awesome. I'ma order two more of them, they are BOMB SKULLIEZ. This one is pink! The other two can be yellow and black. I heart me some yellow, it is like sunshine snuggling my head.
- I also heart my shopvac. Ha ha ha scatter kitty litter everywhere, will you, cats? NOT TO WORRY, I HAS A SHOPVAC. I VAC WITH IT. I VAC UP UR SKITTER! Not so tough now, are you, cats? That's right. Pussies.
- I have not been writing well lately, and it has made me a whiny emo twit, complete with my hair hanging in my face, which is fixed like so: :( The hair I am gritting my teeth and bearing, because it's at that awkward stage where it is almost long enough to be in a ponytail, but not quite, and so it just kind of flutters around and has a precious little curl to it, but won't stay out of my FACEY.
The writing is somewhat a problem. I need to go back to just writing small scenes. OR FORUM POSTS, GOD. I'm behind on just about everything. It bothers me, but something is clogged. A lot of it is that I do want to write about Greyspell, but whenever I do sit down to do that, a voice says "that's worthless, why don't you write about something you could make a living at, like Graycloaks or something?" And that depresses me and then I don't write anything because then it's a chore.
I have a new half-marathon plan that I kyped from the good folks at Runner's World. Monday I begin it! Hurray!
AND NOW: APRONTIEMS
