Well, I thought it was funny.
Anyway I still have to pay my friends back for helping me move, so now I live in fear that I will be called upon to babysit sometime in the near future. Thankfully I’m ditching England for the next two weeks. A short reprieve, but a much needed one.
Since I didn’t babysit, I lost out on a prime opportunity to bitch-slap my hormonally driven urge to spawn. To remedy the situation, I got a bikini wax yesterday. Because there’s nothing like inflicting pain on your hoo-ha to get yourself to reconsider your brief but insane desire to fire a human cannonball out of your nether region.
That should do for the next month. In multiple ways.
On the exercise front, I’ve still done jack all. However the weather today is freaking beautiful, so I’m hoping to get a short run in tonight which will be the inaugural run of the Bondi Band. After I’ve used the band on a few runs, I’ll post a review of my spoils of
Ok, folks, that’s it for me. Have a good weekend. I’ll try to post again next week, but if not, I’ll be back again in a fortnight. (Yes, they actually use that word here. It’s awesome.)