It hurts when I type

May 10, 2007 16:16

Or rather, it hurts when I use my hands - for anything.

I went rock climbling yesterday with News and I manged to climb higher than the previous week. A little girl came by and put me to shame by climbing much higher than I did. Show off.

Oh, and playing baseball with three of your crushes (past crushes, really) is an interesting experience. It wouldn't have been so bad if loose balls didn't keep hitting me and leaving me with battle wounds. Or unreasonable wounds, whichever sounds more eloquent and exaggerated.

I hope this isn't too ambiguous. I don't want to start a trend, or fall into the trap like others, of having ambiguousentries that try to come off as some lame attempt of existentialism. Or being emo. It's all the same really.

Summer plans are being drafted up right now, like some sort of comprise between my hectic schedule and my desire to get into trouble. Or getting sunburned and mug. It's all the same really.

I'm proud of the fact that I started a conversation today by saying, "How's the prostitution business going for ya?" I was serious about it, too.

Do you know how much that hurt?
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