I sit here, between classes, taking the 15 minutes or so to ice up my knee, which evidently did not enjoy the run I took last night... Shit. I hate it when my knee hurts; means I really need to start working out again. *grumble* Stupid smelly gym with hulking boys and tiny girls... So not fair... *end of grumbling* Anyway... It's all wrappped up, iced and whatnot. The ice stinks... I think I should have thrown it out when I cleaned the fridge... It seems to have absorbed the smell... I will do it when I get back after the last of my classes... Lee has Spanish (?) music on her site. I know this is deifnit;ey not Englihs anyway... WTF mate?! I can't even sing along to it!!! Oh oh oh!! Candy shop!!! SWEET LEE!!! *does hte best little grind she can... sitting with one leg up and icing...*

One another note: I felt distinctly betrayed last night, thanks to one boy in particular. *frown* Way to be.

HAH!! My roomie is so funny sometimes. I'm doing situps on the floor, right? So... this dingbat comes in from her group or something and she looks at me, and I look at her. I point to the floor, pat a spot, "C'mon down and do osme with me!" She simply raised one eyebrow (Or would have if she could), and very uneasily spoke, "I haven't done anything lately... Why are you trying to torture me?!" I LOVE THIS GIRL!!! She cracks me up!!! We ended up doing quite a few, and she did fine. I wonder if she's sore.. WE only did about half as many as I wanted, but I won't tell her that... heh

OW!!!! MY KNEE HURTS!!!

Class time... Way to make me walk up the hill... Damn campus.