sunday today crapday.

woke up.
did nothing.
took out my accounting.
did that for a bit.
had lunch.
went out to look for suits.
i drove; best thing that's happened today.
got home.
accounting practice exams.
dinner.
accounting practice exams.
that's it.

i've said before, futsal has increased my environmental (was sensual, until tux corrected me) awareness about my feet. but what about the rest of my body?
i could probs learn a thing or two from a traceur; after exams.



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my mood:
- accounting. and i feel dirty.


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