Ran early this morning. It was nice. Some thoughts after my morning run:
Carrying a plastic bag on your dog walk does not preclude you from cleaning up after him when he poops right in front of you.
A front yard at a garage sale does not a changing room make.
Bitchface wants me to take her Yorkie so she can buy a big dog to protect her in her new apartment. Ignored.
No idea what I'm doing this afternoon.
This lady sitting next to me is talking these two guys' poor heads off. I'm not sure she's taken a breath yet, in about 30 minutes.
