…maybe I just needed to haul my droopy ass into the gym and rock the treadmill for a few miles whilst listening to the dulcet tones of ABBA. There’s something about ‘Fernando’ that makes me want to run up a mountainside.
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Perhaps I have avoidance anxiety. Those of you on my blogroll who track such things may have noticed me visiting your blog about fifty times a day. Nothing to be worried about, and I apologize if I’ve alarmed you with my heavy moist breathing down your cyber-neck. I’m just avoiding my life, and my inexplicable [...]
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Seriously cannot shake the anxiety cloud. It is following me around like I’m Charlie Brown. I realize that this does not make for the most scintillating of posts, but you know what? I cannot be scintillating for you all the time. Sometimes those clothes are in the wash, you know. You will just have to [...]
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