My legs feel goooooood...
And by "feel good" I mean they are sore from overuse. I went to "Ann Arbor" to visit Mr. Dwyer today and took him away from his home in the middle of nowhere and took him somewhere. So, Downtown Ann Arbor was the place. We played racquetball, went to an Irish pub (that had no Irish Red lager... grrrr...), played DDR, walked around, and got ice cream. The combination of walking everywhere (my choice, I'll admit), DDR and racquetball has left my legs in a ready to mold situation.
After returning from that excursion, I got to see my good friend Emily from MSU. She makes me very excited to get out to MSU and have some fun. We got Slurpees and just caught up from the last semester (she was kinda touring the world).
After returning from that excursion, I got to see my good friend Emily from MSU. She makes me very excited to get out to MSU and have some fun. We got Slurpees and just caught up from the last semester (she was kinda touring the world).