Jul 09, 2007 22:53
Scabs = itchy
Gastrocnemious(es?) = bruised
Sunburn = crispy but no peeling yet
Outing = now not only do I have no rhythm but I also have a tendency to forget I am rowing. Apparently. Maybe this isn't the sport for me. In fact, maybe sport isn't for me. Newflash people, I could've told you that already. So just shut up and let me carry on with my panting, fat-busting exercise. Sorry it spoiled it for you. Next time I'll just jump in and drown myself, okay?
Belly = wants ice cream. Wants a LOT of ice cream. Flavoured rice cakes just don't cut it. It's eleven pm and I am considering getting dressed and wandering the streets in search of a 24-hour shop to get ice-cream :o(
Brain = wants me to do a bad thing
Book = how can you set someone up to be cooler than Arithon and then actually achieve it? It's very impressive.
Shopping List = + sunglasses + Mylar
Canoe rental = pre-booked
Plan = in motion
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