Day off today what! Luvers it.
What I don't love? Playing ball and getting whacked on the hand. Now it feels really tender and like it's broken or something.
Time and again, I have said it and now I might actually start believing it: I'm much too delicate. Not only for ball, but for everything. Gay.
I will now console myself by baking some chicken wings. You know, just to totally negate the whole "exercising" thing
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