J was a better brother to me on my birthday than I was on his. He popped champagne and then hid my present around the living room and made me search for it. Good times.
In other news, last couple of nights have been a disaster sleep-wise. I still hasn't kept me from swimming, but it has kept me from doing a full wii fit workout. I'm going to have to nip that in the bud I think. Zombie H does not get to drag me back into my old routine! My old routine was bullshit! Soylent H must live. . . . live!
So, break out the chainsaws, we're going zombie hunting.
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