After Ursulla and I concluded our eight mile adventure I came back home and cried for almost an hour for no reason other than my bones hurt and I felt really sad. I hear this is normal but I still hate it. I need to drink water until I burst to try to flush the negative energy troll out of my system, lulz. I bet I feel better tomorrow.
I'm going to bed early tonight. After I take a shower I'm going to curl up with my laptop and watch Black Snake Moan with Picnic.
Ursulla and I went 30 miles this week and plan on going 30 miles every week until we're awesome skinny, and then I can finally dress like a boy and not feel too masculine. Funny how that works out. It makes sense though, if I dress like a boy now I look like one of the gays. =D