Run, my baby. Run my baby. Run.

October 17, 2010 · 2 comments

Ran outside today, from ANU union, past the dish and the colleges and to the boathouse where you can hire things and back. Feet hurt a little, and had to contend with the fluff, but it was lovely to get out. The hill was a killer!

Needed it, after the presentation yesterday, and various other things. The presentation went fine, not sure how I’ll be marked, but it will come through soon enough. Somehow I got a HD on the 15% response that I spent no time on. I can never gauge these things!

Still some obstacles ahead… like trying to remember the oven has died and not buying the fixings for a pizza :\ oops failed on that one.

I say again, bring on December.

  1. Freak :: on a leash. Feeling like I have no release.
  2. Homework :: time
  3. Favor :: u
  4. Encounter :: sexual
  5. Shake it :: like a Polaroid picture
  6. Felony :: crime
  7. Loops :: Froot
  8. Groove :: n Tongue
  9. Funding :: application
  10. Plot :: Yes, I’ve lost the plot

(week 403)

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Lisa @bakebikeblog October 18, 2010 at 8:29 am

Congrats on the run!! And yes – that fluff was really flying on the weekend – time to study?!

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Fiona October 18, 2010 at 8:24 pm

yes, the warning for us students to bunker down!

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