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What does it say about me that I consider myself well behaved when I don't take off my pants, nor do I stick my hands down anyone elses pants? Either way, I was a good girl! I didn't even get handsy till we'd been drinking for three or four hours...
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Always sick when it's least convenient
Clue #322 that I'm sick::
All I've had to eat since 0300 this morning is a bowl and a half of cereal (at 0300) and two granola bars--yet I'm still not hungry. The idea of getting off my bed and going into the kitchen where I made myself a bowl of oatmeal is almost too much.
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Half hearted whining.
Sometimes I really think I have exercise induced asthma. I've been running multiple times a week for the past 5 weeks, yet I can't seem to improve my time--and every time I run, when I'm done, I cough for the rest of the day. It's always been that way, even when I was doing sports and exercising on a regular basis. For example, despite the month of ( Read more... ) -
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I am slowly learning the most random things about airplanes. Today it was of the slat track farings. Who knew? -
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I don't care how in shape you are, spandex is not an acceptable form of gym attire, unless it is UNDER something else. This goes for both ladies AND gentlemen. -
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An Airbus A320's waste tank holds 136 gallons.
What I've learned?
Despite watching 80 gallons of human waste gush through a large plastic hose, I will remain hungry.
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I really don't know how much more blunt I can be, without actually coming out and saying 'hey, you wanna fuck?' (PS--GOD I miss Anthony! Swear I'll make it to my ten year SHU reunion and he'll be there, and that'll be the first thing out of his mouth ( Read more... ) -
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I have a true love hate relationship with the woman who manages our apartment. Firstly, she tends not to respond to our emails until the very last possible minute, often when it's no longer convenient for us to GET her responses. Like the time she didn't bother to tell us the maintence guy was coming until the morning beforehand--and we'd emailed ( Read more... ) -
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Girding herself for battle, she choses each piece meticulously, eyeing them critically to ensure they pass the most stringint of standards. Deep breathing, forcing calm with each inhilation, socks slide up feet and ankles, buttons close over inappropriately colorful undershirts, hands steady as a rock, despite the inner turmoil. Momentum, momentum ( Read more... ) -
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I really, really want a hug.