Tycho

Thursday, December 22, 2005


Somehow I got my sorry behind out for a run today. Pretty short, only a 1,5 miles or so, but it definitely felt like a marathon...I love the feeling of ice forming in my lungs. Oh, and I was terribly disappointed in my time. So disappointed that I forced myself to eat healthfully, only three slices of pizza, with...well, with something else. I just don't remember what it was. Oh right, cookies...yum.

Yeah, I've not much to write about right now.

I'm still shocked that I need to drink 28 gallons of Diet Pepsi or 72 cans of Full Throttle at one go in order to kill myself. That's one hell of a power hour, if you ask me.



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