how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
The first day is always the hardest, right?
Matthew, er, Matt Prins has now made it through one day of his joyous marathon training. On this first day, he walked and jogged about 3K in a little under a half-hour (slowed down by trying to look at the Innsbrook walking trails signs and estimate exactly how far he had walked. An inauspicious start, to be sure: some people can walk 3K in thirty minutes.
But anyway, he's taking today off, because it's 91 degrees and because he couldn't find a decent pair of shorts to wear this morning in a still-sleeping self-dressing and because he's lazy and never is going to walk and jog again in his whole life which is a long time never to walk or jog again if you ask me. But he did make a cool logo for his webpage, so perhaps that will inspire him.
Also, perhaps he will talk again in the first person. He hopes so.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.