why are people so friendly at the gym? seriously. you know all those studies that are like :exercise makes you happy! well, they might be true.
i haven't been to yoga in forever. if you get off the bus at the wrong stop, it's suddenly a long run to try and get it at the next stop. i can tell you right now... i could have told you during downward dog... my shoulders are going to kill tomorrow. that'll learn me.
here's something that's sooooo kits. in my yoga class there were about twice as many boys as girls. boyz boyz all types a boyz.
dearest yoga, i've missed you. don't let me stray again. i heart you. ursula
also, a bit of a party has been planned for next week friday at my house. it's the annual lick-her cleanup party. where ian and caleb puke, and i don't because i know enough to not drink orange juice and eat mouthfulls of canned whipped cream. yahoo!!! maybe this time we'll actually be able to leave the house! :o) you know who you are, and i adore you. i bug you because i love you.
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