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I went swimming at an unearthly hour this morning with Wayne. There were 3 partitioned areas, one for the slow, one for the less slow and one for serious swimmers. Unfortunately I am above less slow in less speed and nothing like a serious swimmer. I kept running into the person in front while being lapped by people who actually wear swimming caps. I now ache in places I didn’t even know had musculature.
Last night I went through a lot or Jim Lee art and was inspired to draw. Which I have done, and it looks nothing like Jim Lee. It’s hard lined and has no feathering or hatching, at all.
Apparently you can now catch death from sausages. And Mexicans. Especially from Mexicans wielding sausages.