Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Me: I think if I had a heated pool in my building, I'd swim in it at least twice a week, which would be an improvement upon my current exercise regime. *g*
AmyQ: *L* taking the stairs would be an improvement on mine..
Me: Mine too. I'm hoping if we move to the second floor then I'll just dispense with the lift most times. It just takes far too long to climb/descend the stairs from the fifth floor.
Me: Unless the lift is making really fucking scary noises like it was today. Then, thanks, I'll just walk.
AmyQ: *L* yes.. when your life becomes endangered some exercise is tolerable
Me: Yep. I'm not fanatical about this or anything. It's not, like, give me apathy or give me death. I'm sensible.

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