THREE: In which I apparently am not allowed to drink ever again

[mach_kick]

Subject line says it all, really.

Running went really well! Except that I kind of wanted to die by the end of it. If that is Sam out of peak condition, I need to seriously step it up if I want to keep him as a running partner.

Rinoa's here too! I'm going to give her the flying tackle kind of hug as soon as I find out where she's staying.

Comments

[onegreatgospel]

Mm, I'm not much of a heavyweight myself~.

[mach_kick]

I hear you. A few drinks and I'm gone.

On the other hand, it's not very spendy to get me drunk...? [determinedly looking on bright side]

[onegreatgospel]

[oo, she likes that, zell. gjob.]

Oh, that's true! So we're much cheaper to take out drinking then. What a positive!

[mach_kick]

You could use it as a selling point in personal ads! "Likes cats, long moonlit walks on beaches, cheap to get totally plastered".

[le_sans_ailes]

Zeeellll!! We have to meet up and hang out in the city sometime! You know, show me some fun? I can't sit at home and sulk forever!

[mach_kick]

I don't know it very well yet, but we can wander around and get lost and it will be awesome.

[ad_perditionem]

I'll, uh, try to slow down a little for you. It's not exactly fair that my legs are so much longer.

[mach_kick]

No, silly, that's my point. You push my limits a little bit--otherwise I'd just go at what's comfortable and never get anywhere at all. It's all good.

Just, you know, stop if I keel over.