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I kicked Matt's ass at Return of the King last night. Yes, it's called co-operative mode, but really, who views it as such?
This, my friends, is the end of the world as we know it. A new power rises. All shall love me and despair.
So here's the thing I hate about my optometrist. They put you into a room with posters of parts of the eye, which is one of the few things that makes me squeamish - dissected eyes, and there are ugly tools that hanging from the walls, and you're sitting in a chair, engulfed in metal and feeling as if shackles will be crashing around your wrists at any second; and they leave you there for an hour whilst you wait for your doctor. I'm sure wanting to gouge your eyes out with your fingernails is not the intended effect of the optometrist’s office, but then, what do I know?
And, randomly, I circled the lot at the gym twice this afternoon waiting for someone to back out of their parking space so I wouldn't have to walk as far. At the gym. Does it get any worse than that? Treadmill says I burned 80 calories. No idea how many were taken out by the weights, but I don't think it adds up to the pizza I'm about to eat. It's a cruel, cruel world we live in.
This, my friends, is the end of the world as we know it. A new power rises. All shall love me and despair.
So here's the thing I hate about my optometrist. They put you into a room with posters of parts of the eye, which is one of the few things that makes me squeamish - dissected eyes, and there are ugly tools that hanging from the walls, and you're sitting in a chair, engulfed in metal and feeling as if shackles will be crashing around your wrists at any second; and they leave you there for an hour whilst you wait for your doctor. I'm sure wanting to gouge your eyes out with your fingernails is not the intended effect of the optometrist’s office, but then, what do I know?
And, randomly, I circled the lot at the gym twice this afternoon waiting for someone to back out of their parking space so I wouldn't have to walk as far. At the gym. Does it get any worse than that? Treadmill says I burned 80 calories. No idea how many were taken out by the weights, but I don't think it adds up to the pizza I'm about to eat. It's a cruel, cruel world we live in.