An Untitled Mess

Gym Rat Crew Shocker, right?  I mean, how does the biggest a-hole in the county end up with friends?  Bribes, obviously.  It would be super cool to be able to say that people just think I'm a good person and gravitate towards me naturally...but that's a huge lie.  Or did I just lie about lying about being a good dude?  Hmm...we'll never know....which could possibly be another lie, because you MIGHT know.  Gah, I need to lay down. Met DI Di and Daniel the Younger (DTY) at the gym this morning.  For me and DTY (for future reference, Daniel is Daniel and I am Dan...if that ever comes up...it might...or might not) it was our third day in a row at the house of pain.  For Di Di, her official streak started today with her second day in a row.  Mamma San is at a conference all week...absences are excused but she has to make-up sessions to complete. Our gym crew went from 7 to three very quickly, which was pretty sad.  But Di Di and Mamma...

It's been an insanely busy week for me.  My work schedule changed and that threw me completely off.  Instead of working only one morning shift this week, I had three in a row.  Don't get me wrong, I love working prep in the mornings...I just don't love waking up to get there on time. So I basically did nothing on my day off on Tuesday. Well, not "nothing", but definitely not what I wanted to get done.  I have not sewn in almost a week...no bueno.  I did a fresh re-install of my OS, which I felt just needed to be done to get the junk off it.  Honestly, there wasn't much "junk" on there, just my OCD kicked into gear and I just had to do it.  Hit the gym with the crew again Tuesday morning.  We had a big group, seven of us there.  So we hit the back exercise room, cranked up the tunes, and played dice.  I thought it was fun...I did both team's exercises so I got a good workout in.  Basically each team rolled dice for the other team's...

Just got back from the gym and decided to get my peach smoothie on.  Met Princess D, Momma-D, The Progeny, and Mini-Me this morning for a quick work-out.  We really need a nick name...I'll work on that.  They wanted to do legs today, so we did a half round of cards - lunges, squats, calves and step-ups back in the group exercise room.  I thought about going out back-back to the jungle but it was even too humid and miserable for me.  We still got a pretty good sweat on because the air back in the group room wasn't exactly working.  It was a goofy, fun time.  I hope we can get a few more to come so that we can play some Jinga - that would be a blast. Mini-Me and I hung out for a little while longer and did some dips, pull-ups and a little upper body before the wolves got the scent of fresh blood and started to swarm.  Thankfully, we had a game plan and Mini-Me stuck to the script like a pro.  We bought him 24 hours to think about if he real...

Spring 2004 - Washington Monument Not much has been going on, just little busy things.  I know it's been nearly a week since my last post.  Motivation level has not been too high lately.  Honestly, I've been super stressed and the sad part is that the stress is a direct result of other people's actions and not really anything that I did myself. Therapy and group has actually helped me so much the last few weeks.  Sometimes I feel like I have no one I can talk to who really understands my situation and where I'm coming from and who will listen without judging me.  I get that at group and it's been a godsend lately.  I bet you're probably thinking, "What kind of a person admits to going to therapy?"  Hey, whatever.  There are more important things in life than worrying about what someone else thinks about you and trying to keep your pride and this imaginary "perfect image" for everyone.  We all need help and we all need someone to talk to...

That's the original Power Rangers.  I remember when this show started.  To say that I loved it would be an understatement.  If it had anything to do with the Power Rangers, I wanted it.  Shoes, back pack, t-shirts, cards, toys, underwear, video games...anything.  I had dreams about being a Power Ranger, I would play Power Rangers with my friends.  I wanted to take karate classes so I could fight like a freakin' Power Ranger.  And then, this new guy pops up in the shows.  Tommy, the Green Ranger.  He had a pony tail and was strong and lifted weights.  We all wanted to be the Green Ranger. This is a panel for sewing a pillow that my mom found while she was cleaning today.  Not sure how big you can enlarge the photo, but the copyright on it says 1994.  I know it's not a Throw Back Thursday but, oh boy this makes me feel old.  I'm for sure gonna make this into a pillow.  Still on the fence about whether or not I'm goi...

I joined a gym.  Why?  I'm the epitome of masculine physique, I know this, but still.  I joined a gym.  These are the kinds of things that happen when you are bored with no friends and nothing to do with your free time.  It was either this or a kayak...I'm starting to regret not getting the kayak.  Maybe I still will...why the heck not.  I can go to the gym, do rows on the rowing machine, then go out in my kayak and do rows in my kayak...killer! Honestly, I hate myself for joining this particular gym.  Gold's Gym...it leaves a bitter taste on my tongue.  It's so pretentious in there.  Maybe that's just a gym thing in general.  Everyone has an over-inflated sense of self-worth because they just jogged on a treadmill and pumped some iron, dude.  LOOK AT ME, I'M RIPPED!  Why are you yelling at me in all caps?  I don't care how many reps you did, can't you see I have my hater blockers in and I don't want to talk to an...