Cool. Looks like you'll be having cocoa at work. I don't blame you on the french press. I hadn't priced them in years and then one day I looked at some new ones and was shocked. I do love them for camping or extended stays from home.
>> Current Stats: 90% Primal / 143 lbs / ~25% BF
>> Goal (by 1 Jan 2014): 90% Primal / 135-ish pounds / 20-22% BF
>> Upcoming Fitness Feats: Tough Mudder, June 2013
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Weight does NOT equal health -- ditch the scale, don't be a slave to it!
Current interests - Starting Strength (reading it very slowly)
The problem with going barefoot -- is stepping on a damn bumblebee. My foot is still swollen. stupid bug
Put calamine on it. Won't do shit for the pain, but just think of the cala miners you're keeping employed.
Today began abruptly at 6:57am LST (Leafblower Standard Time) and has already featured acrimonious encounters with a balky insurance adjuster, two Jehovah's Witnesses and a vomiting cat. FML.
6' 2" | Age: 42 | SW: 341 | CW: 198 | GW: 180?
“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.”
― Søren Kierkegaard
Oooh vomiting cats are always fun. Especially when they do it in the middle of the night and you step in it when you get up to go to the bathroom in the dark. Alas, my last kitty died 3 years ago and I haven't replaced her and probably won't as my asthma has gotten loads better without pets. However, she was very special and couldn't be replaced anyway, my little sweet, bitchy tortie.
Puppy has developed separation anxiety and we're having to train it out of her, which rather blows.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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