So, in the past year, I have:
-Ran a couple half marathons
-Injured myself running said half marathons.
-Drank my weight and then some in wine.
-Have cried numerous times over the pettiest shit, because I'm cool like that.
-Quite possibly wanted to murder bitches because apparently when English is one's first language, one cannot distinguish between seen and saw. Go back to elementary. Fuckwits.
I moved to Calgary again in March, then moved BACK to Grande Prairie afterward because I love pain and misery.Although, alcoholism is socially acceptable up here. I'm okay with this.
I will start blogging more often as of now, because I literally have nothing better to do with my life.
Namaste bitches,
Brennan
