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Moan
It's pouring with rain and I just walked twenty minutes from the boathouse in the cold and dark. Whoever decided ergo training at eight at night in October was a good idea is clearly the same person who planned the six a.m. training session on Thursday morning. I think this person is insane, especially because I have to go to a nine o'clock lecture afterwards. Okay, so that's the reason we train at absurd hours - we're a university and, as I keep being told, we are here to get degrees not to learn to row/dance/sing/debate/whatever.
Still: it's evil. Dark and cold!
Now: I'm going to have nice hot shower and put on the kettle and when I get back I want someone to have sent me nice pictures to drool over!! (that's a command my dears!)
Still: it's evil. Dark and cold!
Now: I'm going to have nice hot shower and put on the kettle and when I get back I want someone to have sent me nice pictures to drool over!! (that's a command my dears!)
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