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[rabiditalian]

So, last night I got smashed and attempted to swing around on the jungle gym. Not the brightest idea I've ever had. You see, when I get pensive, I like to climb, and last night I was very pensive, and also, as mentioned, drunk. Well, what I didn't take into account that it rained yesterday, so my hand slipped, and I bashed my face on a bar, knocking me unconcious. Fortunately, there's only a small red dot under my eye to show that I was even hit, although not a whole lot could be done to make this grizzled mug uglier. No permanent damage, which is good.

I think I shall climb again tonight, if for nothing else than to tempt fate. Plus, I definitely need the exercise. I keep telling myself that I'm going to go work out, to see if I can get some muscle definition back, but I keep getting sidetracked. Ah well, c'est la vie.

Here's to secret crushes