Mar 01, 2005 23:07
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By the time you've spent a couple of weeks with me in the holidays, you will come to realise that once rowing takes over your life, you eat, sleep and breathe it. It's like falling into a black hole, only without the bit where you get turned into spaghetti. You will probably also realise that to anyone who doesn't row, it is intensly irritating to listen to people such as myself burbling on about it. With experience regarding the reactions of the majority of people to conversation topics of similar effect, such as CTY CPS, I shall exercise caution in the incessant talking about rowing. Should I see people becoming annoyed, I shall probably take refuge beneath a large mahogany shield or some similar defensive object; for example, a packet of KP's finest slightly salted roasted peanuts.
However.
Now bumps have started, row is pretty much all I will do for the next 4 days, so please forgive me if I feel the need to update everyday on the progress.
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Begin CTY CPS.
CTY CPS tey kow wat hey ant.
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