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| 10:57am 23/09/2003 |
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mood:  blah music: Eminem, left over from the three-hour tour with Chris last night
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How relaxing a Tuesday is after a particularly long Monday (almost 24 hours of Monday, in fact). I slept in a little, and now I'm just relaxing. I'm not going to do the weights until after I come back from CBC, which is at 1:15. So I'll be back around 2, I'm guessing, and I can do the weights to Judge Mathis, which has kinda become how it goes (which I think is immeasurably funny). Right now I'm just chillin like a villain.....and I wrote some poetry yesterday, but I'm not really comfortable posting it here. So you're out. Sorry.
I don't have much to say, because I'm still a little tired (which is ridiculous, because I slept for nine hours) -- I guess my lack of Monday rest caught up to me, and my body wants to be sure she gets enough. Shh, little one, I'll care for you and let you sleep when you need it.
Anyway, I'd once again like to tout my willpower, and say that it can only get better, and it will. And by the time the Ireland trip comes around, I'll be all kinds of shades of hot. And now I'm going to lay in bed and stare blankly at the TV until it's time for me to leave for CBC. |
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