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Sunday, January 17, 2010

Brain. Asplode.

Grnnnnnnnnnmurfle. 6 hours sleep last night. I really need to start getting my arse into bed at a less retarded hour. My mind is going, Dave. I can feel my mind going. Daisy, Daiiissyyy, give meee your answer doooooooooooooooooo.....

I am fidgety ALL OVER. Like, all my limbs as well as my mind and soul. I guess not getting the job has started the process of wanting to move south to where the employment opportunities suck slightly less and there's more things to do and people to see. This will take a bit of time unless I can find some temporary work here for a few weeks, which would be nice. Fingers crossed; at this stage I don't care if it's lifting boxes in a warehouse.

Tee hee. I think I should have given my arms more recovery time after the last murderous session on dumbells and pushups. I went to go do my normal pushup routine this morning and promptly collapsed after less than 20. I guess another day or two of rest is in order!

Right. Off for a bike ride to clear the head meats.


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