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First things first:
I've been neglecting those trillions of you that read my blog, and I apologize. I've been a bit busy with work, and also slightly depressed. Now's a good time to mention (for the first time on this blog), that I'm married. And things aren't going too well with my wife. My wife is in America (which has been established as a place where I am not), and we've never done too well with a long distance relationship, even though most of our relationship has been spent apart. I suppose we lasted longer than most would, under the circumstances.

The second of the things comes... second.
You may (or may not) have noticed that this is my first blog post with a title longer than one word. I promise, it won't happen often. It's the title (and chorus) from a song about, well... going to the gym. I've decided that I'm gonna start working out again. My brother has a couple of 15KG (33LBS) dumbells that I'm gonna use, and I'll be doing pushups and situps. I just did a few curls and some squats and some pushups. I'm terribly out of shape. Used to be that the amount of repititions that I just completed with the 15KG weights was what I could do with 30KG weights. Also, I started getting a bit tired after 5 pushups; I used to be able to do 60 in a minute without breaking a sweat. I'll get back up there, though. I can feel my muscles rejoicing at doing some work again.

I really want to write a story, but I haven't had any creative inspiration recently. Also, my writing sucks. I think I've lost my voice.