I figured it out.

That's not a glove, it's a claw ready to tear you to bits.
Originally uploaded by barliss2.

I finally get the whole no available, normal boy thing in Michigan. It's because they are all snatched up in high school and forced to marry there "sweethearts". Then they are forced to have babies. And then, they realize they want a divorce because they married someone they knew when they were 16 and missed out on life, but by then I'll be long gone and they'll be too old and used up for me.

As for other news, my foot really hurts. I went running on Saturday, more because I was bored of watching TV. So, I ran for an hour! That's like a record for me. And with my lame "exercise induced asthma" otherwise known as "smoking too much in college" I had to stop a lot, but still I ran the shit out of my foot. So much so, that I was limping to work. Here comes Matt to the rescue. He gave me some power aspirin, that didn't really work, but gave me a no-doze buzz. So, here I am, leg uncontrollably shaking and feeling sort of out of it. At least I'm being productive (minus the whole blogging instead of working thing).

I'm out folks.