December 21st, 2005

2013, cyd, new

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i'm sore from yesterday. carrying a 2 liter in bags in each hand and walking to the frisky beat of whatever songs were on wore me out. i may wait until R gets home and see if she'll take me up to get smokes. it isn't like i'm out of them yet or anything.

it's a good sore. and i won't push it with the sore muscles when i work out today.

oh hell, i know i'm going to walk up there. i think i'll make myself some coffee.