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Wednesday, 3 September 2008 @ 5:10 pm
Another day of epicness but I can't be fucked to report anything that actually happened. Therefore, I'll just say this:
Naman, if you're reading this, I want to tell you that you're getting better. Just stop fucking losing.
Anyway, sport was alright. Gym, as usual, was quite hardhitting and since I hurt my right bicep (MT-related incident) so I didn't have to do that bullshit program involving a fuckload of weights. Spent thirty minutes on a bike, and did a total of four hundred abdominal push-things. Good stuff.
Need to dupe my namless GDB-C before I continue onto Stage 41 just incase it gets magically shaded because of my incompetence. Oh well, even if I don't, can't hurt to be safe.
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