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I would just like to say that the rare, rare skill it takes to stab oneself between the toes with a knitting needle while not knitting, nor even having a knitting needle in one's hand, nor even thinking about knitting in any way, but in fact while just walking around, is a skill I fully possess. There is a neat little round puncture mark between my toes. Immediately after the deciding moment, when I started kicking my foot around in pain, the needle flopped about and kicked with me. How stupid. Good morning to me.
On another note, because apparently the concept of free time repels me like the identical pole of a magnet, and because I think of these things when I've just managed to cripple myself in a laughable way, I think I'll go by the NYU gym today and see if I can get into one of their rock climbing classes. Or, failing that, hip hop. The running could use some variation.
On another note, because apparently the concept of free time repels me like the identical pole of a magnet, and because I think of these things when I've just managed to cripple myself in a laughable way, I think I'll go by the NYU gym today and see if I can get into one of their rock climbing classes. Or, failing that, hip hop. The running could use some variation.