Well, that was better...

Woke up to God Bless America. On The End.

Yeah. That's cool. I'm cool with that.

It just kind of freaked me out for a brief moment.

*sighs* More later, I'm sure. For now, I go work out.

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I don't have anything wise or insightful to say about what happened a year ago. I am sad and thankful. I am sickened and sigusted by many things. I recieve hope from many others. All in all, it isn't much different from any other day, except it feels like someone is holding a magnifying glass up to all of it. I'm seeing and feeling everything more.

Today will be an interesting day. I'll probably cry a few times and I'm okay with that. I'll probably allow myself to watch footage here at work once, because I'm like that. I'll likely not watch any TV coverage, because most of it makes me angry.

And in the meantime, I'm going to put some music on, because TJ cannot sing.

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I'm sore. I worked out until I was shaking faintly this morning. I'm not pushing myself too far. I didn't reach that limit, I just pushed myself a little more this morning. There are parts of me that are more sore than others, my left bicep, for example. Being right handed does have an effect after all.

I upped most of my reps to fifteen and I'm still trying to find arm machines that I like.

Ah well. I think there will be Pho on Friday. I'll have money and it sounds really, really good. I know I shouldn't because of the noodles, but I'll be okay. I'm doing well on cutting all of the blatant sugar out of my diet. Maybe I'll make fish agian this evening. That turned out well last time.

A funny...

I stole it from pamc. I needed the giggle.