So I submitted a group application for SG Ventura County. I'm hoping it gets approved. It'd be nice to have a more local group than SGLA. Them cats is far.
My back and knees are royally fucked up, and I have NO idea why. I looked pretty stupid yesterday in kickboxing having to modify all the high impact moves so that I wasn't jumping about and getting a really good workout. I guess this is what it feels to be old
The weird part is, it's not like normal back pain. It's like...well...the only way I can describe it is like this, so bear with me. You know when you are taking a crap and then you have to push a little? Well THAT hurts, like excruiatingly, from my lower back right above my crack all the way down to the back of my knees. I can't jump, or bend over, or take a crap without pain. It's really annoying and there is no cause for it. I just woke up like that yesterday. Fun times woowee.
Also, my clients keep cancelling and rescheduling, so once again I have no one today except the Petersens at 6:30, and they don't really count because they suck. Sooo today will be spent finishing cleaning/laundry/and running the errands I didn't finish yesterday (taking pants to cleaners...and I guess that's it.)
Karla wants to hang out tonight. I feel rather disgusted with her because of a) the events brought to light the other day ago, and b) she drives me fucking apeshit. Dude I can only hear about your hair and how you are blowing Kristian so many goddamn times before I'm like SHUT THE FUCK UP WENCH. She is the most superficial friend I've ever had in my life and it is starting to wear on my nerves. She's a completely fake, shitty friend, and to boot I think she wants to wear me like a feedbag. STEP THE FUCK BACK AND GO KICK ROCKS HOOKER.
Plus, she always asks me if I'm ok. ALWAYS. This may not seem like a big thing to you, but if someone is calling you 47 times a day and the first thing they ask is "ARE YOU OK?" every single goddamn time, after awhile you are not ok and you want to scream at them to leave you the fuck alone. WHY WOULDN'T I BE OK KARLA? I TALKED TO YOU 15 MINUTES AGO AND I WAS FINE THEN! Jesus tapdancing christ. I'm going to give myself an ulcer if I think about her anymore. I swear, I am really starting to dislike her immensely. We're bordering on hate. That's how bad it's getting.
Thank god I know kickass girls like
Sinatras_Doll, Bekie, Lilviciousone, Genesee, Joy, Marissa, Emily, and Tami. There is hope for us ladies yet.
I'm not actually in a bad mood this morning. Or at least I wasn't until I started thinking about the redheaded jerkface. Time for happy thoughts and then it'd be swell if you all told me your happy thoughts for the day. Here are mine:
puppies
candycanes
nachos that don't make you fat
clean laundry
my wife
making out with someone
cuddling
ren & stimpy
Your turn. Kthx drive thru.
My back and knees are royally fucked up, and I have NO idea why. I looked pretty stupid yesterday in kickboxing having to modify all the high impact moves so that I wasn't jumping about and getting a really good workout. I guess this is what it feels to be old
The weird part is, it's not like normal back pain. It's like...well...the only way I can describe it is like this, so bear with me. You know when you are taking a crap and then you have to push a little? Well THAT hurts, like excruiatingly, from my lower back right above my crack all the way down to the back of my knees. I can't jump, or bend over, or take a crap without pain. It's really annoying and there is no cause for it. I just woke up like that yesterday. Fun times woowee.
Also, my clients keep cancelling and rescheduling, so once again I have no one today except the Petersens at 6:30, and they don't really count because they suck. Sooo today will be spent finishing cleaning/laundry/and running the errands I didn't finish yesterday (taking pants to cleaners...and I guess that's it.)
Karla wants to hang out tonight. I feel rather disgusted with her because of a) the events brought to light the other day ago, and b) she drives me fucking apeshit. Dude I can only hear about your hair and how you are blowing Kristian so many goddamn times before I'm like SHUT THE FUCK UP WENCH. She is the most superficial friend I've ever had in my life and it is starting to wear on my nerves. She's a completely fake, shitty friend, and to boot I think she wants to wear me like a feedbag. STEP THE FUCK BACK AND GO KICK ROCKS HOOKER.
Plus, she always asks me if I'm ok. ALWAYS. This may not seem like a big thing to you, but if someone is calling you 47 times a day and the first thing they ask is "ARE YOU OK?" every single goddamn time, after awhile you are not ok and you want to scream at them to leave you the fuck alone. WHY WOULDN'T I BE OK KARLA? I TALKED TO YOU 15 MINUTES AGO AND I WAS FINE THEN! Jesus tapdancing christ. I'm going to give myself an ulcer if I think about her anymore. I swear, I am really starting to dislike her immensely. We're bordering on hate. That's how bad it's getting.
Thank god I know kickass girls like
Sinatras_Doll, Bekie, Lilviciousone, Genesee, Joy, Marissa, Emily, and Tami. There is hope for us ladies yet.
I'm not actually in a bad mood this morning. Or at least I wasn't until I started thinking about the redheaded jerkface. Time for happy thoughts and then it'd be swell if you all told me your happy thoughts for the day. Here are mine:
puppies
candycanes
nachos that don't make you fat
clean laundry
my wife
making out with someone
cuddling
ren & stimpy
Your turn. Kthx drive thru.
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amtrak2:
what do u do out here? and the restaurant is called native cafe. and basically im am doin lunch, so its like sandwichs and salads.
cyrus:
powdered toast man!!!