I can't get motivated to just go and work out on the machines.
I go for cardio. Since I use the fitness center at work, it's free and, you know, upstairs. But after about 30 minutes my brain won't stop screaming about how bored I am, even if I'm watching TV or reading a book while listening to music on my shuffle.
I recently stumbled into MCR Wincest and had to run away screaming.
I think they call that Waycest.
Was that the same one that hit the Cayman Islands, ita?
I think they call that Waycest.
If such a thing existed.
Which it doesnotdoesnotdoesnot.
I'm not even sure Jesus would be cool with that.
Here in the real America God and Guns go together like Toby Keith and Flags.
I just had a very civic walk -- went to the library and the polling place.
I think they call that Waycest.
No, MCR Wincest. The Winchester brothers go home and shag after an MCR concert.
::shiver::
Was that the same one that hit the Cayman Islands, ita?
::checks map::
Makes sense.
::googles::
Yup. And no reports of feeling it in Cuba. Little reports of damage in the Caymans. Good.
I just discovered - bandom:me::cats:Hec. Huh.
No, MCR Wincest. The Winchester brothers go home and shag after an MCR concert.
Bwah! Wow, really crossing the streams there.
The Winchester brothers go home and shag after an MCR concert.
Now my brain isn't screaming about boredom. It's now screaming that it needs a loofah and some vodka.