So, who out there, being a single, male, hottie, with extremely nice hands, would be willing to give this aching girl a massage?
*twinkle of angelic eye look*
No one? Shame. I'll just have tor emain in pain.
*very sad face*
Where are hot friends and aromatherapy oils?

Friends. Hmm. Projecting indeed. Oh well seeing as it is some figment of imagination/dreams I may as well call out the troops.
The reason I am literally begging for a massage? Gym. It's only frigging Tuesday. Wonderful. My third month. This is going well. You'd think by now I'd be as skinny as a whip, which I am yet not. Oh well. So my trainer just increase everything. My arms feel like fudge.

Ok over an hour wasted.
Gah I need to password this blog.

Goodbye Internet.