The Reluctant Runner

I'm running another marathon. Twenty-six point two miles.
I told y'all I'd only do it if it were for charity.
It's for charity.

Reasons you should give me a few dollars:
3. I'm postponing a vacation to Mexico to run for five hours.
2. My friend JT.1. Cystic Fibrosis is a pretty gruesome disease, and CFF does good work to fight it.

Update 2006

Hey, yeah. Hi.
This is for An, who admitted to being the eternal optimist. She stops by! Oh dear!

Hello. Happy Halloween.

I ridiculously like this picture. If I could tell you where I got the original (I messed with it in some janky photoshopish thing on my work computer) I would. It had a cane and was all lean-y. You can find it if you Goooooogle "bird sillhouette" and go through all the pages. At least, I did.

Bird sillhouette + good words about HOPE = new tattoo idea. Don't tell my parents.
But if you know any good artists? Lemme know, because I can't design it.
No skelly though. In the tattoo. Skellies are cool, yeah. Just not working in my plans.

So hi. I have a date tonight. And then I'm going to meet up with a boy whose nickname is "Handsome R." And then I'm going to my favorite bar to flirt with the sweet-on-me bartender. It's gonna be a good night, methinks.

Y'all have fun now, too.
Kisses to my Swordswomen. Zerberts to the Swordslettes.