I just got suckered into two extra hours of karate a week.

Where is the justice, people?

Running Idiocy

My husband, here on in known as One Crazy Loon, has decided that we should run a 5K this summer. And not just one, which I might (probably not, I mean who are we kidding here?) be able to deal with, but two: here and here.

So on top of Kickboxing, Karate, practicing for our orange belts, Ashtanga Yoga, and our regular workout of cardio and weights, OCL now thinks we need to start running training.

Did I mention how much I despise running? I hate it like ice cream hates hot pavement.

If I survive this summer, I'll send ya'll a postcard from Hawaii - which is where I'll be going as a treat to myself for still being alive.

I'm studying for exams.

Someone please, please do me a great big 'ole favour and burn the university down. To the ground. Make sure it's demolished, or I may still have to write.

On with the Scavenger Hunt!

Three new things to add to my scavenger hunt of laziness:

Almost Empty
Framed
Out of Place
(poor, poor pickle...)