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I didn't get enough sleep, and I was wiped yesterday. Strangely enough, I am not tired enough to need caffeine to keep going. My body has apparently decided to give me a pass on sleep for today. I may crash out eventually, but for now, I just feel a pleasant sense of detachment. Hooray for brain misfires that make me feel unreasonably good instead of unreasonably bad!
In other news, my inner thighs are incredibly sore.
Also, I need to get bobbins tonight on my way home. I should also get a metre stick at some point. I am going to take several short cuts on my robe, but they should all be correctable later if I decide I want this thing to be of higher quality.
In other news, my inner thighs are incredibly sore.
Also, I need to get bobbins tonight on my way home. I should also get a metre stick at some point. I am going to take several short cuts on my robe, but they should all be correctable later if I decide I want this thing to be of higher quality.
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but inquiring minds would love to hear the whole story.
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To put it anothwr way, though, I could say that my thighs are sore from spending a couple hours grunting and sweating in a room with several other men and women, before a sudden stop.
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OK. That re-write and spin made my Friday afternoon. Hands-down.