Wake up. Feed cats. Run 10 miles. Sit in ice bath. Take shower. Eat massive breakfast at Humble Pie, which now has Sunday brunch and apparently considers a portion of bacon to mean five slices (hell yeah!). Buy oatmeal and bananas at Trader Joe's. Go home and pass out on the couch for two hours. Wake up and have dance party with cats. Do radio show for work. Meet drunk friends at wine bar. Order spinach and meatball soup. Stop at Wendy's for fries on the way home.
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I love that "run 10 miles" is casually thrown in there among bacon and cats.
Good times.
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