Godforsaken joint pains are the bane of my existence...well apart from other things anyway. I like to keep my hatred focused on things that are more...concurrent.

Funny, I thought I'd gotten used to being called a loser for choosing what to do in NS. Something still makes my skin crawl when that happens.

I heard tomorrow's city march will be a back-and-forth route along the road near the F1 paddocks. Sounds extremely interesting. I guess that's what we get when not all the roads required can be closed. I heard road closures, for any purpose, really piss people off.

My size is starting to become a rather personal problem. Hypermetabolism is really annoying. The idea of being ridiculously scrawny for the rest of my life is as appealing as eating beetle grubs off a pile of animal entrails.

Long term hatred isn't good. Wonder if I might get heartburn.