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Yesterday on my second bowling game, I got my first turkey ever (turns 6 through 8), and coincidentally, both my teammates also got a strike on Turn 8. Also, right after the game ended, my bus came immediately, so I didn't spend any money on Target: Terror.

Last night, Marie wanted to race me two laps around the house, and I was half a lap ahead of her at the end of the second lap, so I went a third lap. Considering that my heartrate is mediocre at best, this all goes to show how much more out of shape Marie is than I am. (That's what comes with spending all your free time watching TV.)