(via stellery)
“Should we hold hands?
We can’t
But why?
Because, people will know.
Know what?
About us.
So what if they know?
It’s better when it’s a secret.
Why?
So no one can take it from us.”
The History of Love
Did you know that more than 30 million Canadians wear pants *every day?* That’s more than 60 million legs oppressed by the confines of pants. On Friday, May 16, we say NO MORE.
— Andrea, a fellow hater of pants
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
— e.e.cummings
So, it’s been about a month since I posted that I went to the gym for the first time ever and I’m pretty proud to say that I’ve kept it up — with the exception of the five days that my mom was here, but I did go the day before she came and the day after and we did a lot of walking around.
So, after a month, maybe this is just psychological but I feel better about me. I feel like I can see more muscle and more tone and less chubs. And! I lost two pounds.
Today, I’m going to the pool as I figure I should have some cardio. I hate cardio — I hate sweating. Swimming, I can tolerate, because you’re in the water and no one knows that you’re sweating! Genius!
For the last two days, at random times from random places, I hear “WE’LL DO IT LIVE. THIS FUCKING THING SUCKS.”
And even without his squinched up little face, I laugh.