Life needs change.

CHANGE #20060123

fuck off beefcake, just cuz i can’t clap my hands together cuz i’m such a beefcake doesn’t mean that i don’t work out. i know i’m a short person and you can’t really tell if i work out or not if i’m wearing a sweatshirt, but ok. so this dude buys a leather jacket today and he walked in without a jacket. so i asked him if he wanted to wear it out and he looked at me like i was retarded because he said it was too hot. h-e-l-l-o??? too hot?!?! i don’t fucking think so. and so he said i should start working out or something. hahahahahahha! fuck you! i’m still sore! so i told him that i do work out and that i’m still hurting from yesterday. he probably thought i did bullshit treadmill stuff or one of those aerobic classes. fuck off. he wouldn’t last a second in a dragon boat because he wouldn’t be able to bend. ha! how’s THAT for judgement.

back to the regular grind of rots. it’s mentally exhausting to sprint to the bus stop after an intense workout. i saw the bus coming and i KNEW i was running like a fucking turtle, and i just kept telling myself, ‘don’t fall, DON’T FALL!’ hurry hurry hurry. yeah i made it. and if i didn’t then i woulda picked up the garbage can to throw at the bus… if i had the energy that is… heh heh heh.

the HOTTEST dude came into the office on thursday last week. he dropped his wallet in the parking lot and so me and maria rooted through his wallet in hopes of finding a contact number so we could let him know where his wallet was. driver’s license said he was 5 years younger. DAMN! but boy did he look even better in person! yeah, that was the highlight of thursday. friday’s highlight was the fact that i got off at 4 not 5, which i didn’t know about until i was there and dying (of boredom) in the morning.

KNOCK ON WOOD. but so far my elbows aren’t well… dying. my shins are hurting more from running from bus-gym, gym-bus, subway-work on sundays. eeeheeheeheeee! ok. so i’ll definitely know by next month after dying at a gnu kind of deadly circuit training.

ok this HAS to be the year(s) of the creep. 1^st they choose that scary looking man to be the next pope, now we have to look at scary looking harper who has girly eyes! they’re CREEPY! CREEPY I SAY! WHY ARE YOU CRAZY CANADIANS WHO VOTED FOR HARPER WANTING TO RUIN THE LIVES OF OTHERS?!?!?!? no i’m not being purely superficial like the fact that he looks creepy whyyy hiiiiiiim!?!??!

was in so much muscular pain last night that i apparently grinded (ground?) my teeth. today, picking things up form the floor… never so painful. why did people want ME to get things for them that were upstairs and on shelves!??!?! i go now. forgot what i was going to say.

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