December 10th, 2008


Ur doin it rong

When my body was being designed by the gods/fate/my genes/whatever, i think someone got the hilarious notion that it would be a real hoot to arrange thins such that in order to sit in a manner that feels comfortable to me, my legs are inevitably put in a position where they will very quickly end up feeling uncomfortable. I'm quite happy sitting with my legs curled up under me... for the five or ten minutes before my legs go to sleep =P
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