Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

[minxy]

You know, flist, every once in a while (amounting to a near weekly basis at this point), I sit back and realize that my life is Damn Fine. Take this weekend, for example. I spent it boating 30 miles out to a fantastic island, to camp for two nights with my team, then paddle back really damn early this morning. Now, some of you might feel this is insane (and at 4:30 this morning when the wake-up call came in, I was totally agreeing with you), but I would also point out that I got in some quality bonding time with the Boy Who Hugs Well, deepened some great friendships, and laughed so hard it feels like an ab workout. Also, I got much tanner, which I really need to stop doing because I already look like an alien.

But anyway. I've caught up with my brother since I got home, had a beer that went right to my head, and am now chatting with you while my housemate makes me Vietnamese food (one of my favorites). Also, the chihuahua is scheming to get into my lap.

Life is good, people, that's all I'm saying. Perhaps I should sit on the couch rather than the floor, though, because I am *sore*, dangit! Yes, in my arse muscles. And everywhere else too, thanks (you people have no sympathy.)

Nothing but love for you. It's going to take me forever to catch up, too. Bear with me.

You're Brazil!

You're athletic, charming, and probably a good dancer.
 Unfortunately, you don't really mind chopping down the rain forest, and you probably
consider homeless people expendable in certain circumstances.  Of course, your
personality is so diverse that it's hard to track down exactly what you're like.  You
definitely like Pele, the World Cup, and shouting "gooooal" at the
top of your lungs.


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