i'm not sure why i'm still awake. i had a moment of pseudo-inspiration (not really) and felt the need/want to post something. i don't even know what to write about.
i've got nothing, mang.
hm...doing that cn tower climb for wwf. that's about it. i want (need) to start running again. i tell myself that everyday but i never initiate anything. it gets addicting when you start getting into the groove of it. well, not at first. the first few times my lungs are burning like hell and my throat dries up really quickly. then after the first week or so, it really gets addicting. i like the pain and welcome more. i just wish the results would kick in just as fast. hahaha. yea yea, it's to keep healthy, blah blah blah, but really now, it'd be awesome if that washboard showed up anytime soon. ok maybe not a washboard, that's kinda gross on women. maybe like a slight 4-pack. oh hell, just losing that christmas gut would be nice. i think i plateau too quickly though. maybe i should go back to kendo to break that barrier (amongst other things).
that was a long paragraph. i think i could have broken it down. i'm thinking back to grammar class now with mrs. cournyea (i think i totally spelled her name wrong) and i think she'd shake her head in shame reading this (and at me). i've forgotten how to separate paragraphs. something about when you start a new idea, out comes a new paragraph. i think i've got that all wrong too.
anyways, new idea new paragraph (according to my grammar rules). here it is: i should go to sleep. :)
no music tonight, so nothing on rotation or to end rotation. just utter silence and the tack-tacking of my fingers pounding the keyboard.
cheers.
oh, p.s. there's opera playing in the background. i like opera.
