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My ass hurts. That is maybe TMI for some of you but it's not like you might think.
Boyfriend and I had a nice bicycle trip this afternoon. I don't remember when I last sat on a bicycle. I think it was in school times. That's 8 years ago. *urgh* I walk as if I have a very big case of blue balls - and that as a girl. Not funny, not at all.
About the rest-life: it sucks. Biggest suckage ever. All applications I put out and went to job interviews for, I got back with a "thanks, but no thanks." My contract ends at the end of the year and times running fast - especially with 40 new graduates in October close on my heels. Irony has eaten my depression and got food poisoning which results in madness... and I feel fine...
BTW: I absolutely luuuuurve the latest Placebo CD.