Random acts of madness

How’s this for one - I ran! Well, more like shuffled, but it was non-stop for 20 minutes! I even went up hills, three of them. It was a strange experience indeed - now I’m paying for it as my body kindly reminds me just how out of shape I really am and just how much random acts of madness like running can really hurt. I can’t really complain though, I chose to pursue this insane idea of shuffling along without stopping. Not sure if I was any quicker than if I had decided to walk, but I sure do hurt a lot more!

Can’t find my nifty laptop cooling platform. The platform has a USB port powered fan and it does wonders to keep the ol’ computer cool. I recall unpacking it at some point after we returned from the beach, but now I don’t know if I saw the damn thing in a dream or not. All I know is that the computer is getting hot - heating up from all the processing it has to do to keep up with my rants and raves because my rants and raves surely have to rank in the top 10 of CPU using rants and raves. I mean, look at the words I use? Abnegate? That’s so 19th century! Abecedarian? I think that went away in the 18th century. How do I know those words? I have the fortune of having a book with sections from Samuel Johnson’s 1755 English Language Dictionary. Who reads dictionaries anyway??? I think I am truly on the brink of madness, of the happy sort, of course.