The incoherent ramblings of someone with crippling anxiety and the attention span of a monkey on steroids who's been dumped in the south pacific and told to make a new life for herself by eating plants and trying to make sense out of nonsense which is probably what you're doing as you read this. Also cute dog pictures.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Daily Story 301 - Weerstandsvermogen
I have no stamina. I get out of breath pathetically easily. And yet, when I was in middle school, I thought it would be a good idea to join the cross-country team. At least it didn't involve hand-eye (or hand-foot) coordination. Most of the time.
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