april 9th, 2014: who eats mike n ikes? poor people.

i woke up to news of the ultimate warrior passing away. as i typed in ultimate warrior into my tablet, the next suggested word was promo. i can see that. anyways, the timing and his last interviews made it seem so crazy. even to the point that some thought it may have been a suicide.

at work a few of the guys are talking about missing american night at some food place. armstrong says something about how he eats that and all is well, and when he wakes up the next morning he's slightly depressed. 

me: slightly! thats better!

its funny, but also not. but we're both on the same page so its ok i guess.

talking to brandon about things. he makes a comment about bull semen and protein. in response to a hypothetical question of what i eat to stay in shape, i say, "bull semen and hot tamales."

listening to drugs. romero comes around to talk up the new chiodos album. part of me thinks hes trying to befriend me or get on my good side. its odd. talking to brandon about drugs/chiodos. sending an email of craig in a jedidiah shirt spills into exchanging windows tips.

it was gym night. i hit some pretty solid front tucks, but injured my leg in the process. i went back to my original plan of working back tucks since i was still good for those.

back at home i caught an interesting promo from the late 80s on the wwe network. that seems like a more fun time to be in wrestling. now it seems like its more of a spectacle or something.