Don't drink at lunch. Today's two hour lunch was fun. I had an Oatmeal Stout and a glass of Viognier. I am now drinking coffee and trying to remember how I act when I've not got two drinks in me. So... more neurotic.
I have mile repeats tonight at 6.30.
Oh. What have I done?
About Me
- Duder
- An anxious chewer of nails, I can often be found running alone in groups of spandex clad North Vancouverites or attending an AA meeting and hoping no one asks me to share. I give an inordinate amount of thought to creating my own religion, but ultimately end up playing sudoku instead. It has been medically proven that I was born with a horseshoe up my ass. I believe one should be respected not for the money they have in the bank, nor the letters behind their name, but rather by how they live their lives.
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Dating fucking sucks.9 years ago
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Poems written on the water13 years ago
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