july 15th, 2017: sit the fuck down muther fuckers

its going to be a long day. so much for relaxing weekends...

it all starts with a trip to el paso. again. the goal is to leave by 7:30. and i did.

krispy kreme. they dont have any of the blueberry donuts i like. bitches. the mall. waiting on footlocker to open so i can see about these multicolor ultra boosts. that went mostly well. but no discount? bitches. and now the moment of truth...a new barber.

while i waited some dude was all worked up over his kids. apparently hes gonna go on being big and strong while the kid remains weak. it was pretty all right but took everything i had not to laugh. i killed a bit of time talking to the fags about monkey photos and tony was being tony. and then the haircut happened. and it was pretty dang good. so thats my new place.

the house. its my first time being the only person in a theater and it was kinda odd. twizzlers have never sounded so loud. oil change. mall. meetup.

stage one was dinner at grimaldis. stage two was music. first up was something with a lot of spanish and i didnt follow. next was a more cohesive rockabilly style band. topped off with some light instrumental thing. i didnt catch any of the names. 

and then that long drive home. finishing off the night with the amazing spider-man 2. it just looks like it would be bad. 

july 14th, 2017: returned goods

a morning workout for the first time in a while. i kinda feel like if it doesnt happen now, it wont happen. thats just how the days have been lately.

tying up a few things at work. everythings in a pretty manageable place now and its all laid out for the next while. so woo hoo for that. though there are some current happenings that need to get dealt with. im sure it wil. it always does. it turned into some last minute type stuff, but it happened. and so long to provoid and stella.

routine work stuff that has been pushed off longer than usual...

i got some 93/17 eqts in the other day and they just werent for me. so theyre on the way back to the uk now. i think im not going to order from foreign places anymore unless i know i want it or if its at least trade baitable. 

home because ive done enough today. for the second time this week i fell asleep on the floor. 

working out hair cut stuff for the morning and watching some videos on the youtube to smarten up on tings. shoe tings. 

im kinda wishing id kept those shoes. i think its just so i can have them in the collection. but i want some stuff and thats what its all about. racking. stacking. then stacking again.

july 13th, 2017: an inch or a mile...

things are getting progressively less hectic at work. i got some things worked out for team (s)helton so that's cool. got rid of dial pretty easily too. other stuff got as cleared up as it could too. that left me with some time to say bye to mrs h and to give people some attention for training things. the latter of which took multiple hours and threw off the personal part of my day. no worries though. somehow the 'inch or a mile' thing from vin diesel became the phrase of the day.

home. my 93/17's arrived. they're an odd fit, but comfortable. bulky though. they'll be going back in favor of some better looking ones. hopefully at a better time. besides i want money for the multi colors and those petrols. 

im not entirely sure what to do with myself. i feel like i should be prepping for something, but maybe things are good? so ill just start going over those san diego 2016 photos. meanwhile, my hangouts thing is blowing up with some gay stuff. gay perry and friends seem to be having a good time over in va.

earlier in the day i got a shipping notice for my lemon prestos. looks like the sneakers gods have nodded in my favor. and i thank them for it. the feeling of that working out is the feeling i want going into purchases from here out. not just boxes being checked or interests being filled. an actual want for something.

july 12th, 2017: whats this all about?

no gym this morning, thatll be an afternoon thing. the plan is to front load the day so the second half is light. that seemed to go pretty well with minor distractions.

it all fell apart with a trip next door. talking to the boody man for awhile about stuff. a bit of venting on his end with some frustrating undertones. im kinda glad people dont think of me on that level. seems bad. 

overall the day wasnt too bad. nothing crazy, all routine. though i did miss my window to run home which means i missed a shoe delivery. oh well, i dont think i wouldve been up to it anyway.

darell was one of those things that popped up and kinda got in the way. but since its him, im cool with it. sitting around talking about nothing. but he did bring to my attention that i say 'whats this all about?' a lot. i kinda see what he's saying and not even two minutes later i unintentionally used it in conversation. 

home. watching some things. cleaning up a little. dishes have been piling up and so has the trash. i kinda wish i hadnt taken it out though because now im short a pair of shoes. this place has got me for my ol' faithful 2010s, the silver 2011s (last shoes i bought in norfolk?), volt green and blue 2014s, and lagoon flyknit 2014s. each one was a favorite of mine. and all gone just within this two and half years. before this i lost one pair and that was from climbing a fence. blue and black 2011s. not a favorite, but definitely liked. maybe i should stop with the air maxs while im here unless i go straight to the gym and straight back. its always something with this place.

talking to jerrod. hes taking the pescatarian route so thats something. and olivia is bragging about her 22" elevation. i scoff.

and to close out the night it looks like i may have been able to get the lemon prestos. oh, maaaan...

july 11th, 2017: yoga won today.

i woke up a bit less ready than usual. after a brief email and twitter review it was off to studying. not as much as i shouldve, but i feel like i covered some good ground. ill find out soon enough...

testing was a mixed bag of emotions. i just knew some things were right and then had no idea of others. after some bookmarking and calculating it was looking like it could really go either way. but it went my way. it seems that i got some of the questions right that i was unsure of and missed a number of ones that i was confident on. whatever. its over. finally.

a barrage of work things. todays big thing was school stuff. and some other stuff along the way. enough to fill my time. as usual...

and then the gym. and then yoga. i shouldve maybe skipped the first part because that latter part was the death blow. 

thai. prison break. work stuff.

i ended the night with some stuff from this list of 'sabotaged' matches. the lead in was the hogan/hbk incident from around 2002. i expected more of that, but i got more than that. the things that happen in the wrestling world can be pretty crazy.