so again with the going to the gym today (i think it’s addictive or something). me and the girl did legs today, and mixed up our ordering to – well, mix it up. so we did calves early in the routine. a little later, a big’un (that’s a fat person) went and got a personal trainer (try not to laugh) and he marched her over to the same calf machine that we had just evacuated. now, me and the girl go pretty regularly and are in pretty good shape; she does i’d say about 1/4 to 1/3 the weight stack, i do pretty much all of it. this girl? shouldn’t have bothered. she managed a whole 1 (one) plate, a whopping 10 pounds (try not to laugh). so i guess that’s the equivalent of working out with her purse or something.

now i’m not trying to be overly mean, but c’mon... try. i mean, you are going to the gym, right? so you are already there. and you’ve been going for a few months now! you want to get better and make progress, right? so, um, try to push yourself while you’re there. it’s the only way. if you’re just showing up to show up... go home, because you’re just wasting space and filling up my equipment. and losing $30 a month. and looking pretty pathetic when you’re still in the same shape 4-5 months later, while ‘hitting the gym’ everyday. just sayin’. give it a try, see what happens. you may like the results. in fact, i’ll do a follow-up later. stay tuned and be prepared.



how ‘bout the weather? how ‘bout not?
so how’s this: for the last every morning out of 7, when i wake up and check the 5-day forecast, it essentially says “blazing hot today and tomorrow, with a slight cooling after that.” for the last 7 days in a row. so today, they at least stopped lying and said this: “hot as fuck today, tomorrow, and as far as we can tell into the future. invest in a baster.” at least i can plan my wardrobe around that.

this sucks. i only have 3 pairs of shorts left that i can wear to work, and they won’t let me show up naked. at least that’s sort of what i assume. i’ll check on that and get back to you.



could the ranger possibly go away? i’d hate to have to get sicilian on its ass.
so i had the bright idea last night to email my buddy “nick you fucking bastard, i hate you for leaving me here” about whether or not he might know someone interested in buying a ranger. logic being that he does the whole baja scene, has baja-ed out his ranger, and those peeps are usually less concerned with electrical anomalies like a door dinger that won’t shut up and a missing radio and other little things, as long as it has a good frame, it’s 2WD, has a nice motor, and good body. 3 out of 4 ain’t bad, so i thought to run it by nick. so now he’s actively looking for someone to buy it for me. i think i’ll cut a deal with him: find me a buyer, and he’ll get a cut of the sale. not much, and the check needs to be to us, but we’ll go from there. i’m good on my word, he knows that.



bringing new meaning to ‘moonshine.’ wait, that didn’t make any sense
get that email about mars being as big as the moon a couple of nights ago? yeah, so did i. except that i remember this being a hoax from last year, so i didn’t bother. dumbasses.

Peace.

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