april 20th, 2017: 60% body fat is average for a woman

i didnt really have much planned for the day. and that was pretty nice. i was able to sit back and listen to some music. work on some stuff until i was bored. then move on. not a bad start. that went on for a good while

i tried that dining facility again for lunch. second time this week getting screwed. they should really stop throwing pork in everything. its not ok. i could and probably should fill out a critique thing.

i went by the health place for a thing and apparently they have a snake. i want a pet. turns out theres stuff i should be doing and am not doing. while i waited i saw that the riot fest lineup is trickling out. its looking good, but im kinda leaning towards acl. both is an option, but not a good one.

a light run. it didnt feel too good. maybe that expired inhaler isnt good anymore. it would make sense i guess. a couple of my 'guitar' songs came on and made me a little anxious to play.

sticking around after work to play some guitar. its been a long time. im a little rusty and its very much not in tune. but to some extent, just playing is good enough.

home. nothing to really do. talking with shabazz for a bit before winding down for bed.

april 19th, 2017: this isnt chocolate.

waking up from a weird dream. it involved ashley and a bunch of commotion. i cant really remember the details.

gym stuff. 

trying to get work stuff done since ill be out for a few days next week. i ran into good friend binh who is on his way out. thats often a strange feeling. as much as i want to leave here, im glad to see it when it happens for others. it kinda sucks losing friends though.

eventually back in my office and trying to do things. now big ash wants attention so thats gonna throw things off just a bit. doing that for a while. rushing off to get food. those plans were thwarted. on the way back i got hit with some neu guy stuff about medical things. 

running to the grocery store real quick. dropping things off. heating things up. lifes busy sometimes. at odd times usually.

inspection stuff with anderson. at some point i left to talk to smith and come back to a little party of sorts. party isnt the right term though. there was an air of negativity that i dont care for.

at some point i got a call from neu. as usual i had done something and forgotten about it. this time it was about my fancy notes and sub par ice cream buying skills. i really thought it was chocolate...

my splinter out things came in today. i was a little skeptical of using them, but thanks to some steady hands and just as much trust, things went fairly well. 

a bit of studying and see what these play offs has to offer

april 18th, 2017: is that rachel?

finally a day where i get to ease into it. theres not a whole lot going on so i can go on with catching up on minimal tasks from last week. i probably shouldve fired up some eric godsey.

steffan dropped by to talk about things. that was a pretty good time killer. thats the second day in a row ive seen people from out there. those guys seem like theyre pretty all right overall.

a break in things for one of those meetings i go to once in a while. it was a pretty light turnout so i had to be social. it seemed to go all right though. talking to the chaplain was a little odd though. he seemed to like what i had to say so i guess thats cool.

back to work to try knocking out stuff that shouldve been done a while ago. naturally this is where someone wants to knock on the door. bang on it more accurately. its that roberta chick and shes all adamant about things. in short she left seemingly upset. and moving on...

a quick lunch. it wouldve been longer, but the recipe wasnt tristan stewart friendly. talking to cox about things. hes pretty into his new shoes.

back at the other building and the topic is mostly on jones being gay, my appearance in the slideshow, and how i was attacked recently and forced to defend myself. 

off to the gym for a bit. i feel like i didnt do the whole workout. i have been skipping the ab stuff a lot lately though. so maybe thats it. 

staying a little later than usual to finish off things. 

tonight was supposed to be band stuff, but work things happened for big chav. kinda sucks because it wouldve been fun to hang out with ol' binh one more time. 

april 17th, 2017: splinter removal isnt a thing in alamogordo.

leg stuff at the gym. listening to that atticus album. its been a long time, but its one that i always liked a lot. with so much music its hard to really give it all the time it deserves.

between home and work i got caught up in a dog show. its more interesting than it should be. i chalk it up to a lackluster life. 

so works a little slow which is a very welcome change. it gives me time to finish up things that have been pushed down the list. 

in the afternoon, things turned into quite the gathering. a couple vistors overlapped and next thing you know i have an office full of people. well, six. but still...thats a fair amount. big rick is floored at the notion of being here, and here only, for six years. truth be told, it is a worrisome thing. 

laundry. there's some chick with a horrorpops tattoo on her chest and a million kids. its awful. i should probably feel bad for her, but all i could think of was how much it has to suck to have that going on. 

running through the city for some splinter removal stuff. no luck. once again this city has let me down.

the last two hours or so of raw. its not great, but its something to do. braun strowman and big show seem to work pretty well together. had that been expected, it probably couldve been a worthwhile fued for a month or two.

so i finally booked my flight to charleston. this last minute ticket stuff isnt ok. it really screws me on the choices. perhaps ill buy my flight to comic con a little earlier than usual.

april 16th, 2017: the easter bunny is white people stuff

another semi restless night out thanks to my hands still feeling awful. even as i type this theres still some pain. thats not going away fast enough.

usually the morning would be the gym and laundry, but laundry isnt an option. so just gym. 

while that was going on, tony let us know about his odd little dream. basically chris' life was in shambles and had a claw for a hand. we acknowledged that and moved on. end of story.

after my mid day nap, i decided to take on the world of productivity. it sucks a bit. i did get a bunch of stuff put up in that music room. in a way it doesnt matter since i dont go in there often, but when i do...ill have things to see. so thats something. it also means i need to start managing that picture library of mine. i want to fill in some spaces with pictures. i take them. lots of them. why not see them once in a while rather than just letting them go to die in dropbox.

somewhere along the way i finished off barely legal and started planet earth 2. overall its more of the same, which isnt a problem. but thanks to technology being better things are better. closer shots. clearer shots. also...i question if terry funk or david attenborough were ever young.

i also made it through some albums that i havent really given much time to. some are better than i remember, some not so much. but good enough for me.

closing out the night with payback 2015. it seems that not much time passed between new day being accepted and the boos. and i forgot how good kidd and cesaro were together. damn that samoa joe...