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I wish my summer econ class's professor would get on with telling the university bookstore what book(s) we're supposed to have for the class, so I could get on with buying the text(s)!

This isn't fair, you know. I told one of the Coworkers M I was debating bumming a cup of soda off the other Coworker M because I had drunk all the caffeine I brought and the-other-Coworker-M always has tons of soda, but I was afraid if I did so I would be up till three or four am. I did not in fact have more soda. Here it is twenty of four. :(

content note: exercise

Sitting here wondering why my legs hurt. Just now recalled, I walked a mile today.

One. Freaking. Mile.

I want to be able to breeze through a 5K (which is three point one miles) and not feel it afterwards. But apparently I don't want to put in the actual work it takes to get there from here. Because every time I try, it hurts after.

(See also my not-great flexibility, my not-great strength esp in the upper body, and the thing where exercise is supposed to improve matters for depressed folks.)