january 9th, 2017: ashley tristan evans jr

usually on a gym morning, ill stop by even if im not joining in. not today. totally forgot. i was caught up in some descendents album nonsense thanks to amazon. but they fixed it pretty quickly. 

getting people on their way out has been a little rougher than in the past. but in the end it works out. as it always does. now that we have that out of the way, we can relax a bit. a trip to the store and the dining facility. its pretty nice. apparently someone hit a parked car and did quite a bit of damage. we had to make two rounds to see what happened. 

it looked like the day was going to be able to wind down in typical fashion, but i held off on that. theres an inspection thing to get ready for. and in the midst of that the world decided to fall apart just enough. something about letters needing to be written. training things needing to be updated. and bugg being confused and alone out in the big world. next thing you know its 5pm.

running. it sucks. no lifting on account of being extra tired. 

mom finally wants to get those winter premiums. dealing with that was a bit involving, but in the end i got a decent little discount so thats cool. 

jericho finally won the us title on raw. so now hes a grand slam champ or whatever they call it now. it wouldve been nice if it had been a 'real' win to add to the meaning of the whole ordeal. but it wasnt. and he probably wont ever have a 'real' win to defend it. but at least it happened.