Yes, I’m a girl. I am, however, by no stretch of the imagination a girly girl. Case in point? HZ was hoping for cute pink running shoes. I was so determined to buy blue I ended up in the guy’s section (That and I have boat feet). Did I ever wish I was a Disney princess? No. […]
Of the fucking truck that ran my ass over in the middle of the night? Unholy hell on a stick. I’m sore. And I certainly don’t mean ‘wind beneath your wings’ kinda soar…I mean crushed by a monster truck kinda sore. I can’t even imagine what I’m going to feel like when I actually run […]
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