It's been a bumpy couple of weeks, what with all the storms and Mercury-fricken-Retrograde I've been hiding.
I think I have brain-pixies. They're like sock-fairies. On crack.
'The evolution of exercise: craze > drudgery > abject hatred
I remain optimistic. I'ts just a spring-shedding. You know, like a grizzly bear does.
I've re-discovered Marmite. And have been living off it all week. Are you a lover or a hater?