september 1st, 2017: worst. (shop) lunch. ever.

thanks to last night ending unexpectedly early i was up a bit before the crack of dawn. since i had some extra time i did the gym thing. 

chest stuff. tricep stuff. ab stuff. repeat. and everything finished up pretty on schedule.

work stuff. continuing the letter stuff. its even more complicated now that mildred is back. shes quite the handful. but its shop lunch day so theres something to look forward to. right?

well first there was a delay while waiting on kd. and then we finally get to the place thats way out of the way and its full. so its off to some burger place. it looks like all the other places around here. just a rundown, lair of filth and health hazards. and theres a bunch of other work people there. the food may be good though? it takes forever and is not worth it. so that was a large waste of my time.

work. doing work stuff that i pretty much forgot about until now.

home. not sure what ill do with the day. or the weekend as a whole now that ive ruled out the tiger army thing. while watching my youtube stuff for the day i see ol' foamer is hyping up those ridgerock 1s. thats gonna ruin the prices. bastard. doing more of that until the nights close enough to be over.

august 31st, 2017: and then you wake up...

the only thing that should be going on today is running. thanks to things freeing up lately i should be able to get get away at the usual time to knock that out, but we'll see. but thats later. first up will be errands.

at the pharmacy to pick up some kind of medicine that the doctor thinks will make my shoulder less bad. i have my doubts. and then out to the pharcyde to pick up a letter. that should be simple enough since there are only so many people to potentially put on it...

and its not. it turns into a bit of a mess and hours later theres nothing to show for it. i guess itll get sorted out friday. 

running. fifteen minutes. not too bad but it wasnt great either. its gonna take me a while to get where i want to be, but as long as i can hit my three days a week things should be fine. 

i got home earlier than expected and cooked up some tuna helper. id been thinking it was discontinued since wal-mart's been out of it. it may just not be a popular mexican dish so who knows. 

gravity falls. not thrilled about the music being shorter since thats one of my favorite parts of it. and there are only 5 or so more episodes so thats not making things any better. i turned on an episode of rick and morty and next thing i know its around 9:30 and im waking up. too tired to really wake up though and its right back to sleep. these work outs really do a number on me some days...

august 30th, 2017: my favorite hogan is n-word hogan

gym time. not too bad this time around. i decided to pull out the french blues since its been awhile. last time was the day before warped tour 2016 and even then it was just for a trip to the mall.

work stuff.

at some point i found myself across the way looking up wrestlers. it started with a question of john cenas height and just spiraled out of control.

since its supposed to be a practice day, i had to kill time in my office. so i broke out the guitar. its been a long time since i really sat down to play. it was a little rough running through a few songs, but it was a good warm up for later.

practice was pretty good. we had a few solid jams so that was fun. overall a pretty good time.

august 29th, 2017: mail-order brides from kenya

i woke up around the usual time, but had even less to do than usual. so i just kinda waited around until it was close enough to work time.

roaming around between buildings and trying to make sense of the day. i headed over to see what chaves had going on and he was caught in a conversation with dehn. thats never what you wanna walk in on because it doesnt end. and thats what happened. somewhere along the way something came up about me getting a mail order bride from kenya and i sold the heck out of that. she asked questions, i got bothered, and made it known. partly i was hoping that would force things to be wrapped up but nope.

rambling about tv shows and whatnot before heading back to see what other people are up to.

that was pretty much the day. im not even sure i really accomplished anything.

yoga. bugg showed up and boy was that something. hes athletic in his own way and none of it transfers over. 

gravity falls and cereal. work stuff that i shouldve done earlier. having people around is more of a hindrance than i remember. 

looking for pictures to use as a thumbnail and seeing the blue lagoon flyknit airmaxs. i miss those. 

august 28th, 2017: changes

so heres the morning and things are not good. not one bit. i hurt...so...much. eventually i manage to pull some food together so i can down a pill. it may make me drowsy, but it should at least get me going in the right direction.

hours later and im starting to feel...normal...er.

and now to see whats going on at work. it seems like im going to walk into a big ol' mess.

yep.

i pulled up as nelson was coming around and he's just as surprised about things as i am. nobody seems to know whats going on and the further we dig the more questions come up. i cant wait to leave this place. 

neu guy: what do you want?
me: to be left alone. thats what it comes down to.

on the up side, easter is back so thats cool. and hes set on what his future holds and its not this. i think its a good move. 

i spent the rest of the afternoon talking to chris about how terrible the world can be.

dinner. tv. and now its time to wind down and put the day behind me.