You know, going up 18 flights of stairs is really tiring on the legs. I read about this theory of exercise that you lift weights or whatever until you're basically dead. But you do that like twice a week and it does amazing things. I've decided that climbing the stairs is a good way to go. I just have to remember to bring arm weights with me. Yay for living in a high rise!
I'm just happy now that I no longer have "Oops, I Did It Again" in my head. I did earlier, at work. That sucked.
Current song in my head:
"Roll to Me"