I tried to sleepy-text to Arthur and tried to close my eyes and type (because every second counts duh)) and I wrote the word “poptart” TWICE. I don’t know how that happened its so irrelevant and funny
I was watching Achilles pee outside (I LOVE TO WATCH HER PEE) and she saw me looking at her and started slowly backing away out of sight to poop until I couldn’t see her anymore
I’ve been cooped in Arthur’s hotel room for 4 hours and the maid just came and we made such good friends. I’ve been alone for so long that when she came in the room I POUNCED.
we talked about religion, relationships, and her dream to move back to Florida and she say she’ll pray for me and make sure we see each other before she moves. SUSAN, everyone, SUSAN.
so the Richmond Marathon DOESN’T ALLOW HANDCYCLES to participate in their race because they discriminate against people with disabilities and it doesn’t make any sense. but that marathon is also my dream come true.
A guy I know from the YMCA did so much research for the past 2.5 months and is emailing with SportsBackers (in charge of the marathon) and arguing about how unfair it is. so that’s the coolest thing.
And he just forwarded me their conversation of the lady saying no way, no how. but he’s not giving up it’s so awesome when people care about me like that.
he sent her back a 7 paragraph response, forwarded it to me, wrote me a message at the top that said “If they still won't consider it, we may have to take this to the masses for protest.” i.e. television, newspapers, Facebook, Twitter. that would be so much fun
TEAM KRISTIN
the progression of Achilles
Achilles –> Achilles Jones –> Jones –> Joe –> Joe Jonas –> Joseph.
I remember in college I felt embarrassed about leaving wheelchair tire tracks in the courtyard/on sidewalks so I would avoid going outside if possible when it snowed. was kind of silly
IT IS A GREAT FEELING to be at home and not care about that anymore. seriously so great
I told Kefentse that I’m not going to have sex until I’m married and he laughed at me for 2 genuine, long-lasting minutes. ugh