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I never actually realize how small I am in comparison to other people. I mean, I know I'm pretty small -- walking around under everyone's shoulders all the time kind of points that out, as does the whole never being able to find clothes that fit me. Still, though, I never actually notice the extent of this.
Yesterday night a friend and I laid out the facts: He's a foot taller than I am, twice my weight, and in a hug, can very nearly wrap his arms around me twice. Seriously. His fingers were about six inches from touching, if that much. Mind you, he's tall and he's built, so that accounts for some of it, but seriously. That's fucking crazy.
Otherwise, I climbed a ceiling yesterday and had one of the best climbers I know (probably one of the best in the gym, if he actually were part of the gym I go to) tell me that I could go pro in a year. He was probably kidding, but d00d, that's encouragement if I've ever heard it. My arms are just a little bit sore from it this morning, and apparently everyone who saw me climb it verified that when I eventually peeled off, I looked like the FEAR OF THE ALMIGHTY LORD had been struck in me. Dude, though, a ceiling. I thought I was going to fall to my death. (Or at least fall straight on my spotter, which I did. Kicked him straight in the ankles.)
What else? Walking in on one's older brother getting a blowjob == hilariously disturbing.
Raining a lot here. No surprise there.
I don't have a lot to say otherwise. Maybe I should do an art dump...?
Yesterday night a friend and I laid out the facts: He's a foot taller than I am, twice my weight, and in a hug, can very nearly wrap his arms around me twice. Seriously. His fingers were about six inches from touching, if that much. Mind you, he's tall and he's built, so that accounts for some of it, but seriously. That's fucking crazy.
Otherwise, I climbed a ceiling yesterday and had one of the best climbers I know (probably one of the best in the gym, if he actually were part of the gym I go to) tell me that I could go pro in a year. He was probably kidding, but d00d, that's encouragement if I've ever heard it. My arms are just a little bit sore from it this morning, and apparently everyone who saw me climb it verified that when I eventually peeled off, I looked like the FEAR OF THE ALMIGHTY LORD had been struck in me. Dude, though, a ceiling. I thought I was going to fall to my death. (Or at least fall straight on my spotter, which I did. Kicked him straight in the ankles.)
What else? Walking in on one's older brother getting a blowjob == hilariously disturbing.
Raining a lot here. No surprise there.
I don't have a lot to say otherwise. Maybe I should do an art dump...?