February 2012
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The answer is yes?
Last spring I started bike commuting (to/from work, to/from the bar, to/from friends’ houses) and lost 25 pounds. I’ve been riding through the winter, but barely, and have to wonder… will I magically lose another 25 pounds when I start riding those 70+ miles a week again?
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WatchHunger Games opens in a month. Tickets went on sale Wednesday. I just bought mine. Yes, I’m a nerd who fell in love with the first book and devoured the other two (even though they weren’t as good IMHO).
Midnight showing at Webster Place, booyah!
Here’s the Fandango link, just in case you’re Hunger Games-curious.
Friends came over at 10. We played euchre for three hours (my partner and I won two of the three games). I drank a six-packs worth of beer. Waking up early as hell on my first day off in a long time to pick up Boy at 8:45 for breakfast. Then he works. At least I can go back to bed before tricking all my carnivore friends into eating vegan mac during the Super Bowl.
Life is good.
Now I know why I purposely avoided “dating someone exclusively” for so long (coughyearscough): I let shit fuck with my head a little too much.
And, no, I’m not one of those crazy girls. I swear. I can’t be alone?