04.10.03 :: 10:55 am

I haven't been in the mood to write here lately because lately I've run out of things to say.

And when I do feel like saying things, I say them elsewhere. Because of the nobodies reading my details. It makes me feel weird. But we keep on keeping on because 3,000 entries is history. A small but significant past.

Miss C and I are due for margaritas and chips after work and it's the only way to celebrate a payday.

Feeling healthy, feeling good, feeling ready for a tan and it's 17 days away.

The boy is on the up and up and you can just feel the aura of success on him; like running into a brick wall at 80.

Go you, forever.

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