August 11th, 2004


Aft Gang Aglay

I climbed. Yay! *jumps up and down* Well, actually, one could only call it climbing by a stretch of the imagination. Grunging would be more accurate. So, despite my month of daily gallops up the Ngaio Gorge hill the hard way and doorframe pullups, my arms are like limp rubber bands and my balance.. what balance? Heh. I managed to turn intermediate level climbs into expert-level ones with my unco-ness, and I pulled something in my shoulder and was generally about as un-uber as it gets. Tickets to point and laugh, 50c.

But, I managed to keep my shoes on for the whole session. This is an achievement in itself, and evidence that either the shoes -do- stretch or that the nerves in your feet do go numb. Oh ye of little faith! ;-)

And, I did something nice for somebody, which feels good and Yah Boo Sucks to the Blockhouse Bay Brownies who told me I was Bad and kicked me out when I was 8 for refusing to pray. I can do good turns without the uniform and the silly hat. Nyah!

On my way to work this morning, I saw a new model of car. It's called a Probe. There is something a bit wrong about this.

"What kind of car have you got?"
"I drive a Probe."
*sidles away*

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    pleased with self