January 2, 2007
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I’ve started to work out every day and double my diet this new years and so far so good. I didn’t make any resolutions, because it’s far better to actually ‘do something’ rather than to ‘say’ that you are going to do something.
Last night walking home an old vagrant woman approached me in a kind tone asking, “Help me, I’m hungry. Help me, honey, I’m homeless. Please, sir. Sir.” Usually I’m quite blunt and rude to such people or maybe I’ll mutter a quote with the intention to confuse, but I just didn’t have the energy.
Starting to get addicted to teas again. My favorites being oolong, earl grey, and chai. I take all black except the latter.
One last day of no work!
Comments (7)
Glad you are one who does and doesn’t just talk the talk.
you should have offered her a teabagging.
I think you let her off easy cause you got turned on when she called you “honey”.
this is a hot song. what is it?
At least ICBC paid for it for me. Angela had to fork out money to pay for that ugly dent on your penis. News spreads quick, my friend.
Oh yeah, I paid for it, not Angie. I felt sorry for her to have to endure all that, so I paid for it as an early bday gift to her.
Once I go black, I can’t go back….
remember when i came over to work out in your so called “gym” only to find that it wasnt a gym at all but rather a room with a single exercising machine?
and who is this clown that’s butchering a michael jackson classic?