I had to force myself to work out today, but once I got in there and got going, I got a pretty good workout going on. 45 mins on the elliptical, presses, squats with dumbbells, all kinds of other dumbbell work. I was listening to Corn Mo and singing along at the top of my lungs while wearing headphones. I'm sure it sounded horrendous, but I had fun. It was great. I'm energized and tired at the same time. After all the working out, I left my headphones on and danced around like a horrendous white boy, cause that's how I dance. So that was even more exercise. My mom actually put me in dance classes when I was younger, but I never was any good at it, even with lessons. It's just not my thing, I guess. I was not born to dance.
Yesterday I had a great time at my sister's house. I helped my brother in law move a HUGE rock, we flipped it up into a trailer he was towing with his riding lawn mower, we got the rock in there, and it weighed the back of the trailer down, sending the front of the trailer AND the back of the riding lawn mower up into the air into a kind of vertical jackknife. It was cool, but he freaked cause he thought his hitch was bending. It didn't, it was fine. Then, I had to sit on the front of the trailer as he drove it around to the front of the house so it wouldn't do that while it was moving. Then he cooked burgers on the grill and we ate those with potato salad, corn on the cob, and I had Dundee's Honey Brown Lager, my favorite beer. Then we all watched some prime time shows and then Three Sheets on the Travel channel. I spent some time talking to my sister, and that was good. I got home around midnight. Great day yesterday.
I'm having a good day today, too. Before I went in to work out I was very energized but unmotivated. I did get some stuff done. The Alpha helped The Child hang my Silver Surfer blacklight poster in my new computer room and mount the blacklight under it. And then they hung the HUGE Johnny Cash poster I've had forever on the opposite wall. The poster is about four and a half feet tall and three feet wide. It says CASH at the top, and it's a black and white shot of him standing in a field with a trench coat on with a dog on either side. I've had it since 1994, when American Recordings was released. Man, I can't believe I've had that thing for fifteen years. I also moved a bunch of stuff off of my computer desk and into that room over there in the back of the bedroom. I should get my wireless card tomorrow, and hopefully I can make the move before I go to hang out with Jay. We're going to watch "My Name is Bruce" which should be totally awesome, cause Bruce Campbell is the Shiznit. Then Saturday I'll be hanging out with my friend Tony, which is always fun. Not sure what we're doing yet.
I really can't wait to get my computer moved. It has been right here for so long. I could use the change. It will also be neat having my own little room back there. I mean, I know soon I'll have a whole house to myself, but for now, that little room will be fun. I could get naked, watch monkey porn, and throw poo at the walls if I wanted. Not that I'll want to, just sayin'. Last thing I want is to get poo on my Cash poster. I doubt it would come out. This just struck me, that Cash poster is the only poster I have of a band or musician ... oh, no, wait, that's not true. I picked up a poster of "A Tale of Two Johns" while I was at Key Cinema with Tony one time. That's a movie, rockumentary style, about my favorite band, "They Might Be Giants." It's a two member band, and both their names are John, Flansburg and Linnell, respectively (yeah, I know respectively doesn't work there, it's kind of a joke, cause ... well, never mind, you get it or you don't). But I've never hung that poster, and I'm not positive where it is. I must find it, cause I want to put it up.
There's something wrong with my face. It's extra dry. I keep finding dead skin on my cheekbones and my cheeks keep getting kind of stingy and red. I don't like it, and Sabrina is mortified about her complexion. She's also the part of me that fusses with hair and face creams and stuff ... cause she's the girl. But she really helps Alpha look Goooood, cause she knows about all that kind of stuff.
There is thunder outside. Sometimes I really like thunderstorms, but today I'm just not in the mood for it. It is so loud I could hear it through my headphones when they were almost all the way up. I didn't like it. Also, I just don't feel like having it be all wet outside.
If Sabrina wants some advice on skin care, have her let me know. I'd be glad to help. Not that I have perfect skin, I'd just hate to see what it would look like if I wasn't so anal about keeping it clean.
I just used the word "anal" in a sentence about my face. Not sure how I feel about that. I that I may be a little disturbed by it.
I just had a very amusing (to me) mental image of a mash-up between Lord Of The Rings and Silence Of The Lambs. Gollum, as Buffalo Bill, leaning over the pit, looking panicked, it pans down to the girl holding Precious, the dog. Gollum says, "It puts The Precious in the b (Read More)
I am in desperate need of the catharsis one experiences upon slitting someone's throat with a razor-sharp blade followed by the joy and elation obtained from watching the life drift from their eyes turning them to dead, glassy orbs as I am filled with the energy that used t (Read More)
I rushed out of work at 5pm
Plopped my ass in my car again
Welcome to the land of lazyness,
hey, gotta get my rest in.
Started up the car
headed home for my free time
Look at the street and I see a really bad sign.
Traffic looks so crazy
Everybody's in my way, s (Read More)
I envy a person who can hear their alarm go off, turn it off, and get up out of bed, ready to start the day. I live by the snooze button. It is my best friend in the morning. Well, it and my coffee. I'd marry it if congress would hurry up and pass that bill legalizing m (Read More)
So, my car's wrecked, I told ya that. The bumper was precariously attached. It began to become unattached. I'll fix it with some Gorilla Glue just as soon as the snow is gone and the temperature is more moderate. For now, I removed it and placed it on my porch. So the (Read More)
The last few weeks have been kind of hectic and draining. Last Wednesday I wrecked my car. Hit a patch of ice, slid off the road, down a hill, into a pole. I wasn't hurt. The car was. I spent nearly a week with my brother-in-law trying to fix it. Had to replace the ra (Read More)
Depressed. And I'm quite tired of being depressed. There's no reason for me to be depressed. No logical reason, anyway. I'm insane, that's obvious. I have great friends. What's left of my family, my sister, brother, nephews and niece, et al, are wonderful. I'm w (Read More)
