committedsavage

Well, that did the trick.

I bought a new pack, a couple of bags of holds, and some screws and turned my basement into a climbing and fighting gym. Hell yes. I can climb, work out, and beat the shit out of the bag at all hours, day or night. It's like having a gym that only plays music I like.

I wrote the three scenes that got disappeared by the damn laptop. Also wrote a couple of new ones. Yay.

Today is tattoo day. I only last night figured out what I want. I didn't even know until this morning where on my body to get it. Whee.

Damn I am tired.