I think that for the duration of the camping trip I miraculously turned into a badass. I'm not normally as awesome as all that, and now that I'm back the effect has worn off. I'm not a martial arts master, and lack of sleep catches up with me just like any other person. But man, this weekend was different. I kicked ass and took names.
And why is it that all I want to eat this week is rice?
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Rice is good food.
It's your Japanese martial arts master former self coming through.
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