Off to Dewey Beach with the gang for the next week. I’ll be back Saturday the 26th with half a liver still functioning. PEACE!
Both BJ and I had been told countless times from multiple that we had to see this. It looked campy, but I saw it on HBO and had nothing better to do so we watched it. I must say, I was wrong in my prejudgement. The movie is funny, has some crappy action scenes, Angelina is kinda hot, and overall it was an enjoyable…
And today my pee smells funny. Why? Nobody is entirely sure.
I’m going to use the above training plan to complete a half marathon by the end of the year. Based on the schedule, that looks like I’ll need to run one on November 5th. I haven’t checked running calendars yet, but I may be forced to fly somewhere to get this done, but whatever. Actually… Crap! I forgot abut my two weeks in Japan!…
I’m hip, I’m young, I am intelligent, I’m perverse when I want to be, but I simply cannot decipher this “London Bridge” metaphor. Can someone help me? I’ve thought about it for days and I just don’t get it. Maybe the metaphor is just deeper than I’m capable of thinking? I doubt it, this is a singer from Black Eyed Peas, not Sir Elton…