*deep nasal breath in* mmmmm. that’s some nice herb……al tea.
animosa
dedicated to Fireball, RIP
A question before the Supreme Court. What is this, the thought police?
sad face.
So, that happened. Oops?
In 2007, the Hong Kong Marathon took place on Sunday, 4 March. The organizer, learning from experiences in the previous year, arranged first-aid service for the participants. A record-breaking number of 6249 participants, or 16.7% of the total participants got injured. 35 of them had to be sent to hospitals, amongst which a young runner had his life severed due to the hot weather.
Francois Girbaud
I’ve always liked this blog and especially it’s title. Today was rough, like every other day. Every day is rougher than the one before it because the difficulty I’m experiencing is cumulative. It’s a process of being worn down. I wonder when there will be nothing left. I wonder how much of me there is. I hope there is enough: I have only been here two months.
So I was walking and wallowing when it came to me, “Life is hard. Here is someone.” How nice, I thought. But wait—where is someone? Here is no one. It’s a blog. And a lie. I am, generally speaking, quite alone.
