I'm so tired. My butt is tired. My vaccinated arms are tired. My tiredness is tired of my tirednessation. Argh.
These weeks (aka lawyer hell weeks) I've walked and ran more than I did the entire winter. The good news is that my lawyer will soon start sending more invoices, which means he's getting things done, so that at least is fine. I'm having law dreams.
On the sunny side, yesterday I saw a fancy man running on Colombus Dr... while wearing dress pants, dress shoes and no shirt. Like, at all. Oh springtime.
[Note: "fancy man" sounds so bad.]
Oh, and Barcelona got kicked out of the UEFA Champions League on Wednesday. The f*ck, sir.
Go play this game. But beware of the crazy electro-90s music and the obsessive need of beating your own score later.
Look at mine:
Have a good naked-running-people weekend!