I am CJ Curry. This is the Experience. And you are in the eye of the storm.
EPISODE ONE FIVE THREE: CRUSH ALL MY HOPES? PART 2
So, part of the whirlwind is done. I now can has a medal and the medal is shiny. That shiny medal goes in a collection with my other shiny medals. As a result, however, my legs are screwed. Damn! I miss the Curryland pentathlon now.
And on that note:
the beats the beats
there is a piece of paper in my pocket because i put it in there to remember a phrase, a thing, an idea, something that randomly jumped into my head for some reason or another it doesn't matter, but when i pulled it out again it was all smudgy and i couldn't read it, and the idea has been lost forever...
I have fallen in love with these girls again
Don't blame it on your shadows.
After the math of yesterday, I was utterly beaten. And bruised. And sleepy. I think I put myself through far too much yesterday, but I was at least reprieved of one. And now I relax.
Tomorrow, I die.