Dear Diary,
It's the same old story. Been busy. At least this time I have some thing to show for it. Huh? I know what you mean. All those times I go out running and came back with nothing. This time I've come back with a medal for the LA Big 5k. Uh, yeah I've heard of Brokeback Mountain but what does that have to do with this? Dude, this is different. All those times I went out I was really running. I came back with sweat and personal records. When they went fishing and never came back with fish, they weren't really fishing. At least I don't think so. And no! I don't know if they were sweating like me. I never watched the movie. What I did watch was all of the people I passed by during my run on Saturday. It was great. I didn't beat my best time but I ran well. And that was in spite of the 3,300 people in my way and all of those hills. Nope. I did not mean mountains and my back is just fine a**hole. I told you that movie has nothing to do with this. I wish I knew how to quit you. That way I wouldn't have to deal with your stupidity. This is why I have not spoken to you in a while. What?!?! "Friend, that's more words than you've spoke in the past two weeks!?!?" That's what you have to say to me? No apology for your stupidity? You keep this s**t up and I won't speak to you ever again! Huh? No I do not want to go fishing with you.
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