Sunday, September 13, 2009

Recovery


Not much to say tonight. A roommate celebrated a birthday this week and we had a party tonight wherein we all cooked or brought food to share and eat together. Now my stomach feels like a beach ball with that creature from the film Alien struggling to get out of it.
I know what I wrote about roommates, but sometimes these things work out. One night in a year is not too bad.
Now I have to get some sleep, wake up early, and go for a very long run!

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