155—June 1st: 8.0 mi
156—June 2nd: 7.5 mi
157—June 3rd: 7.5 mi
158—June 4th: 7.0 mi
159—June 5th: 3.0 mi
160—June 6th: 3.5 mi
161—June 7th: 3.5 mi
Week Twenty-Three Total: 40.00 mi (Overall: 783.5 mi)
162—June 8th: 3.0 mi
163—June 9th: 3.25 mi
164—June 10th: 8.5 mi
165—June 11th: 9.25 mi
166—June 12th: 3.0 mi
167—June 13th: 5.0 mi
168—June 14th: 3.0 mi
Week Twenty-Four Total: 35.00 mi (Overall: 818.5 mi)
169—June 15th: 7.0 mi
170—June 16th: 7.0 mi
171—June 17th: 9.0 mi
172—June 18th: 3.0 mi
173—June 19th: 3.0 mi
174—June 20th: 4.0 mi
175—June 21st: 3.0 mi
Week Twenty-Five Total: 36.00 mi (Overall: 854.5 mi)
176—June 22nd: 3.0 mi
177—June 23rd: 5.0 mi
178—June 24th: 5.5 mi
179—June 25th: 8.0 mi
180—June 26th: 6.0 mi
181—June 27th: 9.5 mi
182—June 28th: 3.0 mi
Week Twenty-Six Total: 40.00 mi (Overall: 894.5 mi)
183—June 29th: 7.0 mi
184—June 30th: 5.0 mi
185—July 1st: 6.5 mi
186—July 2nd: 9.5 mi
Jul 03, 12:21PM PDT | 7 cheers | 1 comment
Enough about that damned wedding and how her family doesn’t contact her, today is her birthday and we’re more important than those blood relatives anyway. I mean Ang is an incredible and vivacious woman who rocks my world pretty much every day. Her husband’s a lucky guy that’s for sure. So who cares that she didn’t get an ugly bridesmaid dress that she’d never wear again even though her sisters did. They all looked ugly anyway, because they’re made to look ugly so they don’t show up the bride. Besides when the zombies come, they’re all going to get eaten because you can’t run in a hoop skirt while Ang will be racing away, living the life of the swan instead of the ugly duckling. Here’s my wishes for her for the coming year:
May she got to the doctor and get him to help her find a successful way to quit smoking without the bitchiness and weight gain. May she always have a strong and positive friendship as well as romance with her husband, even if his brains get eaten sometimes. And may she make the time to write a little every day, if even just a Tweet.
Jul 03, 12:09PM PDT | 5 cheers | 0 comments
I was naughty. I didn’t look at Flirt’s birthday list so I’m tardy on giving Hawk his birthday wishes for this year. I could blame Jenn for not inviting me, but I need to take responsibility for my own failures. I’d bend over for a spanking, but it’s the birthday boy who is supposed to get the spanking. Hopefully the following wishes will come true for Hawk and not go awry like in this picture.
May his motorcycle not break down while he’s riding it because as much as he wants to walk across America and spend more time outdoors, doing it by accident is not the way to do it. May he build that trebuchet, possibly at Burning Man, and then get a sidekick to launch in it. And may he get a toned body, preferably one that like him for who he is and will put up with his antics.
Jun 26, 07:06PM PDT | 18 cheers | 1 comment
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