is this goodbye or hello?

I only woke up at 12:30 today becuase Stuff magazine called me to ask me to resubscribe. Man, let me tell you, those people are sneaky. The lady was like "You get a free gift, and I'll throw in some extra magazines, too. You'll get all this after I charge for your Stuff resubscription. This is a real good deal." Blah blah blah. Needless to say I didn't do it because Stuff is free in the first place. The lady then started telling me how crappy her checking account is, and how Target wouldn't hire her. "Those guys won't hire me; yeah I've been trying to get out of this." Puahahaha. Telemarketer vs Target team member. Umm I dunno, that's a hard one.

As expected, I was late to my scheduled 2:00 PM appointment. Naturally I showed up thirty minutes late to the gym. The guy then offered me all these plans, but everything was in the 500-600 dollar a year range. No thanks. Then he tells me the cheapest way is to be added under a friends account as a referral; which would make the total like 220 a year for three years. Not bad. Maybe I will do it. If my parents pitch in, haha. Anyways. I ran myself a mile on the treadmill. Boy am I out of shape. Took like 8-9 minutes. Then again treadmill running is different than track running because instead of running with/against someone or towards a finish line, you're running to a number. So boring. Did a few arm workouts, and that was that. Areas of the body needed for running are now sore.

Dude, what was Ken and most every other guy thinking. Either I'm blind or I jumped the boat.

[11:34] it's grinding so hard

[13:03] me: give me a textbook to read
You know things are dull when I say something like that.

Tom: "You were a little slow."
Me: "The epitome of my life."

[15:43] it rubbed off

[15:42] it's got the cherryness in it now

flaureea (11:59:51 PM): you're a looser