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Stabby stabby fucking stabby
Jun. 7th, 2006 04:15 pmOnly that's good, this time. Because it was knife techniques in class today. BRING IT, BITCHES.
And I came perilously close to punking out, too. This in spite of sundry facts like a) I've been going crazy for lack of exercise, b) it's not actually hot today (humid, yes, but not warm), c) oh y'know I REALLY ENJOY IT, and d) I had to drop off a new router, custom-configured by my own fair hands--this is to do with yesterday's sheer screaming hell, which I will not get into at this time--to a customer a mere block away from the dojo. Fuck you, lizard brain, fuck you with a barbed-wire fencepost.
Anyways, this is leading me to formulate a terribly original bit of wisdom, something about virtue being its own reward.
And I came perilously close to punking out, too. This in spite of sundry facts like a) I've been going crazy for lack of exercise, b) it's not actually hot today (humid, yes, but not warm), c) oh y'know I REALLY ENJOY IT, and d) I had to drop off a new router, custom-configured by my own fair hands--this is to do with yesterday's sheer screaming hell, which I will not get into at this time--to a customer a mere block away from the dojo. Fuck you, lizard brain, fuck you with a barbed-wire fencepost.
Anyways, this is leading me to formulate a terribly original bit of wisdom, something about virtue being its own reward.
