See, if only I'd been more ruthless when I was five instead of trying to whine my way out of gymnastics. Too bad I just didn't have any motivation at all.
So, Sunday afternoon. You, me, a bakery, an hour or so of someone not wanting to eat your face and a couple beers. Whatcha say?
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Date: 2011-08-07 12:38 am (UTC)So, Sunday afternoon. You, me, a bakery, an hour or so of someone not wanting to eat your face and a couple beers. Whatcha say?