My urethra can hold it all in because I am all man. I should have filled in my endorsement form by now but I still haven’t. I don’t know why but I always seem to sabotage my career the most. I can do so much more to help myself out but I just don’t feel like doing anything. When I’m at home I just feel like lying on the couch and waiting for the timme when I will get up to lie in bed. And repeat. The only time I really feel like doing something is when I’m at work not wanting to do my current job, but that usually passes in a bit.
I don’t get why people like participating in fashion n’ motion, it seems I dunno superficial I guess. Maybe just because of the massiveness of the project and they get to meet and get twirled around by a whole bunch of people.
I have had a bad eating weekend, pretty much all junk food, including a large thing of onion rings smushed into my poutine. At least I haven’t had an chips. The new vending machines at laurier are loud. Someone ordered chips from one, from the noise that came from the machine I thing it put a bunch of chips into a new bag and filled it with air and seaaled it or something. I couldn’t think of any other reason it sounded like a vaccum cleaner. I’m such a slug, I don’t feel like moving, not even for DDR, I don’t know why, I don’t know what will break me from this habit. Maybe it is the food but I doubt it, even with better food I still don’t move. Maybe it is because I don’t really move or walk anywhere anymore. I just sit at my desk all day, before at least if I did nothing I’d be standing in place, or at worse leaning on something in one spot. I don’t really feel like starting any sort of new projects or reading other than light reading or trying to learn anything or really follow through with anything. Maybe it is just the weather, maybe it is the toll from being oon the road so much, I should sleep more. I did last time and it was soooo good.
Oh Kathy can now be found at http://heavenlyevil.com
Oh yeah Kathy’s olympic hoodie seemed to have a bit of a stitch problem on her hoodie’s front pocket. At the top at the ends of where the pocket is they have both become undone up to the point of where the vertical stitching is. Oh well, I still have the receipt.
Oh well I am going to go watch Kathy play DDR and bounce around. Maybe she’ll wear the skirt I got for her.
– Tuxedo Mask out