Frozen 'Stache

The thermometer said twenty four but I chucked that feeling and joined the few other people jogging on the streets in winter. I tossed on the appropriate gear and headed out. Unfortunately I put too much on and finished the run on a very sweaty note. Running in the cold is more fun than it looks...there's less people out there, and it's much quieter out there. In this city, winter running is as peaceful a setting as you can get. In the process, I learned why lumberjacks have facial hair. The frozen 'stache keeps you warm. This new winter-running thing just may catch on.

I've listed my first item on e-bay ever. This thing expires in four days. I'm not looking to break even, but it is fun knowing that I can sell something and get money without even talking to somebody. I wonder what else I could sell?

I like falling asleep on the bus on the way home. I probably only fall half-asleep, but when I get home I feel refreshed. Today's nap was prevented by some woman on her cellphone. She was loud, talked slow, and waxed pointless. What amazed me the most was that I was behind her. I feel bad for the poor folks in front of her. The banal chatter must have been amazingly louder... and amazing more annoying.

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