EVERY TIME I Get Hyper Fixated On A Sci-fi Action Show, I Become Convinced I Can Learn To Run Like The

EVERY TIME i get hyper fixated on a sci-fi action show, i become convinced i can learn to run like the characters in the show.

i can’t. and i won’t. but damned if i’m not gonna try.

see you at the planet fitness, motherfuckers.

update: tried to run OUTSIDE (as opposed to the treadmills at the planet fitness) and nearly fucking DIED. saw some geese. stay tuned for my next attempt at something resembling cardiovascular exercise.

EVERY TIME i get hyper fixated on a sci-fi action show, i become convinced i can learn to run like the characters in the show.

i can’t. and i won’t. but damned if i’m not gonna try.

see you at the planet fitness, motherfuckers.

tell me in the tags the shoes you wear most often because why not

did hope fail to come with the dawn or am I just sick?

Instead of doing NanoWriMo I will be doing something where I try to aim for writing an actual average of 400 words a day for the month of November in memory of Terry Pratchett, who as far as I know never thought telling a computer to write a book for you is a good way to hone your skills as a writer.

The "Save me X" meme is such an integrated part of my brain now that I just go around chanting it in my head constantly. Save me nice clean sheets. Save me YouTube drawing tutorial. Save me Aldi's frozen Bavarian pretzel. And you know what? They do.