death clock
perfectly morbid and hopefully not accurate, the death clock has me dying in 2036.
I don't know about you, but I was hoping for more than just another 30 some odd years. (Why the day after Christmas? I wonder.)
Apparently having a BMI of 28 is a bad thing. The Lethal Danger of Being Fat title did make me laugh though.
My minibreak is stretching. I have only managed to clean the kitchen. I think i'm going to hit the bathroom next, as it's the smallest room in the apartment.

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