January 21, 2009

• You Dumb Shit.

  There's been a shitload of fog going on lately and it's been the worst last night, when I couldn't see more than 10 meters ahead of me. As I was driving home at 3:00 AM on Boundary I noticed two blaring parallel lights shining towards me. Now, Boundary is a two way street with 3 lanes going in each opposite direction with a boulevard-island divider separating the road in half. As I drove closer, I noticed it was actually a car with it's headlights facing me... He was driving on the wrong side of the fucking road! My mentality was unbroken, all I did was switch lanes, pass him, and blast my horns.

  That was stupid, because it's something so simple and easy to avoid, but what's more stupid is that some people probably wouldn't even notice and ram right into the other car without even having a second thought.

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  I hate it when people come up to me during a set and comment on my form, with BAD or useless advice. I don't get very much criticism, simply because I work out alone 99% of the time and when it does happen I just end up being completely shocked questioning myself whether I am wrong or the person preaching their technique when they appear to not lift any sort of weight at all. Ok, maybe when I was doing squats my back may have not been the straightest that it could have been, but telling me that my feet have to be completely parallel? That's retarted, no one's feet is naturally parallel when they walk. Ended up trying to do ball crushing squats with parallel feet for the rest of the day, until I looked it up later just to find that theres nothing wrong with having  the feet at a 45 degree angle, as long as they're flat on the floor. Goddamn you Spanish-accented old man.

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