I was talking to Jack the other night and he said that I can't make the small dick jokes to him since we slept together ages ago. I informed him that all the boys in my life face small dick jokes... its a given. I mean... the small dick joke is the old standby. I just dont use those jokes in certain company - cause its not funny when its true. *cough cough* *TB cough*
So, we have decided to set a goal for the whole running fiasco - The Jingle Bell Run in December - we will see how that goes. :)
Dad is still retarded. I wont elaborate. Work is still work, but all in all I love what I do.
My knee is kiling me and I am slwwpy - so.... Good night!
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