one... two... three... four, hey!
just got out of pt. "good for you good for me." now i am smoking- things could be worse, i didn't fall out of the run. drinking the starbucks special reserve 2002- french pressed. god, i have wanted to hate them, but it's sooooooo good. sugar, no cream, mary lou lord is singing "you're gonna make me lonesome when you go." lovely.
just got out of pt. "good for you good for me." now i am smoking- things could be worse, i didn't fall out of the run. drinking the starbucks special reserve 2002- french pressed. god, i have wanted to hate them, but it's sooooooo good. sugar, no cream, mary lou lord is singing "you're gonna make me lonesome when you go." lovely.
We had a lame-ass battallion run. *Maybe* 2 miles at a sad shuffle. No good coffee here, just the government issue stuff in the big silver bags. My horrible secret: I use foofy French Vanilla-flavored creamer.