Dude, I'm not sure where you're trying to get to, but I saw you 3 hours ago and you're only like 6 blocks farther now than you were then.

If I can get through the whole thing without stopping, I know I can get below 9:00, maybe even 8:30.  Tonight, though, there will be intervals...arduous, torturous intervals.  Bring it on.

I need to map out a path around my house that serves as an approximate mile or two.  A change of pace will soon be required, lest I get bored and burn out.

Beer, I love you, but you are not my friend.  I'll see you on Saturday, and perhaps a time or two (or twenty) in a couple weeks, but after that, I'm gonna need my space.

That said, this weekend was the most fun I've had in a while.  I'm thankful for the folks who are in my life and for the support and advice they have given recently.  Yer all good shits.

Hang in and stay strong, Grandma.  I'm thinking of you.

I really, really, really enjoy clipping coupons.  I just discovered this a couple weeks ago.  Just call me Harry fuckin' Homemaker, I guess. 

Rob-bot, out.