This morning, I discovered a better type of sandwich. Instead of using dreadfully inefficient bread technologies, I used two slices of cheese to hold my meat. Take that, John Montagu!
I'm coming down with something. I still went to the gym and added 10# to the squat last night. I also power cleaned 92.5kg twice while warming up for deadlifts, though I should've caught in a squat instead of powering it up. I then went home and ate an entire chicken. Earlier in the day, I had a half gallon of (low-fat) eggnog. Remember: feed a cold. You should fight everything by being more awesome. You can do anything if you have enough fuel to recover.
I got up a little late this morning, so I didn't go to the car to grab my boots. There's a lot of snow coming. I hope this doesn't undo me.
I'm having weird Dune thoughts as I fall asleep or weird Dune-ish dreams. I blame the decongestants.
Going to Medieval Times restaurant soon! Woo! I'll totally eat big hunks of meat with my hands!
I think I'll make those hard-boiled eggs tonight. I keep putting it off. So, that's the agenda: hard-boiled eggs, sort laundry, finish chairs, mope around until Teh Wife comes home. I might even walk down the block and get my boots out of the car.
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