february 9th, 2017: snorlax and the tampon garden

last night i fell asleep to beavis and butt-head. that new trakt script asks for ratings after every episode. thats a bit annoying. 

a work meeting thing that didnt happen yesterday. it didnt really do much of anything but raise more questions. back to the office to kill time with pat benatar. waiting through the day for another briefing and a meeting. its turning into one of those other offices...

during that time we saw a dog. possibly being dognapped. he was very distressed. poor guy.

off to the gym. first time going this late in a while and its mostly terrible. how was this ever a regular thing? and i didnt feel too great so that didnt help.

cleaning up the inbox. somewhere in there was a pretty cool little song by a band called octovision. its progressive metal featuring victor wooten. that sparked up a small conversation with the gaddie man. hadnt talked to him in many months.

february 8th, 2017: im stuttering

breaking out the storm blue 1s for the gym. i wanted to switch up my chest workout for the day, but just went with old faithful. i did step up to 70s on the bench though so thats something. i still felt terrible the whole time though.

work was largely routine today. so i guess thats good. somehow i got really tripped up at a meeting today and couldnt for the life of me figure out what i was talking about. i could say mostly anything since nobody cares, but i was very lost. it was like i had no idea who that bradshaw guy was. is.

somewhere in the day i found time to pick up blink 182 tickets. 2 for here. 2 for charleston. good times are a comin'.

trying to work through some online training thing is being mostly terrible. channeling my inner eddy guerrero and it is not working.

a brief stop by wal-mart after work to see whats up with that battery light. apparently it needs a re-charge. i also need an oil change, but the wait time wasnt for me. so thatll happen later

watching monsters university and reading up on the days events. sonny moore got back with from first to last recently. apparently that emo night los angeles is a real thing. i need that in my life. talking to olivia for a bit about track practice and the levi life. she even spit a few bars of some authentic charleston rap. shes also looking forward to blink-182. itll be lit she says.

arrow featuring stardust.

february 7th, 2017: remember when i said theres no c string?

watching monsters inc off an on through the morning. ashley described me as 'mike' for yesterday so it was in my head to see it. and after some pain pills i fell asleep almost immediately. they didnt even make it to work...

killing off more time than i should trying to figure out what shoes to wear at the gym later.

its a busy morning because there will be more talking to people that i care for today. le dropped by for nothing really. he has an interest in guitar lessons and i have free time. usually. for now all we had time for was a lesson in combatives. 

training things. lunch things. le things. work things.

ashley and i had to throw down again. then she called me a tampon. still not sure how i feel about that.

no gym on account of all the work stuff. so its just home for smackdown, 205 live, and talking smack. quite the trio. 

february 6th, 2017: who loves you more than me?

doing leg stuff at the gym. its time consuming and i dont have much to work with.

theres a lot of work to do this morning and i dont want to do any of it. but im going to make as much of a dent as possible before my doctor appointment. stopping by main comm to do stuff and have a little conversation with jp. somewhere in the mix i had to shutdown young brandon in a massive way. he wanted to chime in on people not being done with their studies...my ass.

getting into it with ashley about her not being at work while i await what would be a very pointless doctor appointment. 

back at work and now shes all fired up. in times like that you cant get through to her so i just let her talk and wait for it to be over. then i just sit back and enjoy the silence. eventually things get semi back on track.

i decided to deal with that sports illustrated 'issue.' yup. apparently there was a charge in december and one last week. those sneaky bitches. 

arrow and raw. in conversation with the hangout, we get on the subject of the cw dc shows. 
*on legends of tomorow*
me: i never got into legends. i tried but it just came off as a jumbled mess centered around nonsense.
martin: that's how I'm going to describe my life from now on

my back was killing me today so itll be a pill night for sure.

february 5th, 2017: well, he is HYPER...

its sunday so that means a morning run. it took a lot to bring myself to make it happen, but eventually it did. and it sucked on account of my toe being messed up. and somehow i managed to do a full back/bicep workout. 

laundry. the plan was to study during that time, but i was just too tired to focus on that. instead i revisited an old video of two dudes playing grabass.

after knocking out laundry, i wasnt sure what id do with the rest of the day. i didnt have any shows to start on. well, i do...i just didnt care to. at some point i found myself watching the dallas wrestlemania behind the scenes video. it was pretty crazy to see some of the stuff that goes into making that happen. 

studying. or at least reading the stuff i should be studying. that killed a lot of time. 

finishing off the night with some stretching and strength tips from juji. i even dusted off my bench and tried out some of the maneuvers. and then onto that chris hero exit video. itd be nice to make an impact like that on something.