apparently it is my thing.
a couple of weeks ago I pulled a muscle in my arm while playing air hockey. Of course flinging my body halfway across the table to make a shot didn't help, I won though. (Below is the really cool outfit I was wearing when all the body flinging occured, I know HOT.) This monday I did a lot of working out and my hamstring decided to reject my workout. Whatever.
In other news I found out my dad was the hamburgalar in the St. Patricks day before I was born. He kicked Ronald McDonald. All I could think about when I heard this was why is this the first time I am hearing about this.
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...Birthdays come and Birthdays go until at length we come to know; the future's passed, at last we know there's really no place left to go... but you, you just keep getting better and better!
WTF???
I liked it. The poem that is.
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