Thursday, 30 August 2007

In other gym-​related news, there is this dude who I’ve seen at the gym since I started going there that never lifts weights. He dicks around the entire time, almost always looking at himself in the mirror and going through the motions of lifting weights, setting up the bar, adjusting seat heights, switching out handles and weights, cleaning the bench, sitting down and getting “in the zone”, but never actually doing a set or even a rep. He spends something like an hour in the locker room, grooming and combing his hair and shit too. I once showed up and he was in the locker room combing his hair, did my approximately one-​hour workout, and when I went to the locker room he was still combing his hair. Weird thing is, the guy is frigging ripped, so he must actually lift sometime.

Saloio bread is gross. I picked up a loaf from Dave’s because it seemed to be the closest bakery approximation to whole wheat, since they were out of the latter. It is salty as hell, crumbly, dense, and chewy. It tastes worse than the homemade hosts that Fr. Stan makes back at St. Gabriel’s in Connersville. Never again.

I get so much weird junk mail about mortgages now that I’m a homeowner. A lot of it is obvious scam stuff about PMI and refinancing, but some of it is not so obvious scam stuff that looks like official documentation from Fifth Third. Today however, I received a scratch off ticket. It says on the ticket that all tickets are winners for stuff like an xBox or iPod Video, the only obligation is to sit through a demonstration of some home care products. Fat chance.

I also both like and have a crush on someone. 🙂


Sunday, 12 February 2006

Pulled Lamb over PenneGirl and I had dinner at Opa! over the weekend. It was both a tasty and nice time. We started out with an Octopus Salad which was a bit too smoky and olivey for our tastes and I had Pulled Lamb over Penne and Girl had Cherry and Apple glazed Pork, both of which were quite tasty. For dessert Girl had an excellent brown sugar cheesecake and I had orange molasses carrot cake with caramel ice cream.

The wait staff was a bit weirded out by me taking pictures of our entrees, but Girl didn’t seem significantly estranged. I told Girl that my mother said not to write about Girl, as it might jinx things, but Girl said she was a little disappointed that she hadn’t read more. I should state, for the record, that I like Girl.


Wednesday, 29 June 2005

I am a mild sort of womanizer and I’m trying to get over it. I’m always talking about some random girl that I think is hot, and basically being a big fat middle school kid. I think my friend nailed the problem when she said:

i just think that when you are so preoccupied daily with the fact that you ain’t got a woman, the woman starts to become some sorta general object (place-​filler) instead of a specific person… hence the “womanizing.”

Perhaps becoming less occupied with my perception that having no girl = lack will get me headed in the right direction.

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Monday, 30 August 2004

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Tuesday, 1 June 2004

daisy.jpgI work with two women that I think are just dandy. I’ve talked to the one on the third floor briefly and I was, just as briefly, her secret admirer. The other one has fantastic red hair. My crushes on them swing like a pendulum.
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