We went to the gym this afternoon and it was a good thing to have time to fight with the machines because I was feeling like fighting with someone. Machines are less apt to have hurt feelings. Or to retaliate.
Watched a terrible movie at the inlaws' place and drank some red wine... and I'm already feeling like bedtime at 9:35. This is how I rock through the weekends.
I'm tired. I put up a hard battle but I think the machines won.
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I miss you. We need to talk SOON! No emergency, just a very full brain. Hope you're ok.
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