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monanotlisa ...that things are the way they are, and I overtax myself after foolishly assuming I'm good at shouldering burdens. Quite literally, that is not the case. Because I was going with a bunch of much younger women from my class and others at Cal, I was the one who had to take care of organizing, paying for, getting, and of course then returning a rental car getting us to the Florence + the Machine concert in Mountain View last night. Admittedly, a rental car costs less when someone tour d france bicycle racing over 25 gets it. And bless their hearts, I'm not sure all of them could have found their way out of this proverbial paper bag now that I've spent a night with them. Last one I shuttled home at 1am or so (after having gotten up at 7am for straight-up classes until the afternoon and the start of the concert trip) was our resident passionate Pakistani, a bright and bubbly girl with a sensible head on her shoulders and under the hijab. Moi: This was fun. Let's never do it again. Her: *laugh* Oh, come ooon! Before that, I'd mentioned me being the worst soccer mom of the world. And yet. Picking up people and making sure they're home safe in San Francisco proper and the East Bay at large is not my favourite activity. But it's perfectly fine -- as I mentioned with respective link to the movie, it's okay if "I'm just the Driver." But the whole administration of every single step: So much time, and so much energy. I have papers to write and responses tour d france bicycle racing to formulate in various classes; I need to go to the gym for essential health reasons. And I do want to attend that queer event my mates in that favourite class invited me to at night, or else I'll never meet a nice girl. But today I woke up with a raging headache because duh, the combination of physical stress and psychological pressure makes my neck muscles knot up faster than you can say, Fuck I Need A Massage Or A Muscle Relaxant . Driving a huge-ass vehicle on unknown roads with six other lives at stake for many hours just takes its toll. And I knew about my neck issues; there is some degradation in the uppermost tour d france bicycle racing vertebra tour d france bicycle racing structures -- doctor-diagnosed; I'm not making this up. It's in my head, but, y'know. In actuality. tour d france bicycle racing I just didn't take proper care because it's been a while since these same issues manifested and I got all those lovely massage prescriptions regularly. Not going to happen in the US on that uni health care plan, though. So, I'm not the happiest of campers at the moment. Mona: I know I don't look like it, but I'm really fragile . Roomie: tour d france bicycle racing Gotcha; you're a delicate tour d france bicycle racing fucking flower.
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