Self-indulgent musings of a social retard.

Holy guacamole! I did some push-ups (for some god forsaken reason)yesterday. I didn't have Bink back - she had spent the night at her godmother's house. I thought I'd get some exercise in, but it still baffles me why I included push-ups. My chest is so freakin' sore! What I find most odd, however, is that my arms are fine. Why does my chest hurt? I am an anatomy dolt.

So, in my free time Saturday night, I went to the movies. I saw the Royal Tenenbaums. I enjoyed it. It was quirky without being bizarre. I appreciate that.

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