swimming toward lucidity

so it goes... sink or swim. I'm not sure if any of this is real but I have to deal with the fact :I'm alone in the middle of an ocean: I don't want to drown in it. I learn to swim and practice. there is no island to swim for, nor surrender, nor substance, nor permanence; only practice until I reach the below, way, way, down. The question is do I sink now or do I sink later. there's a rock ahead. I'll rest there and think about it. two strokes forward, one wave back. I call it coasting.

Friday, July 14, 2006

I got my ass kicked HARD

Hahaha. That's right. So, after I told the guy behind the desk at Master Gym that I wasn't going to sign up for another month he starts shoving me and kicking my ass RIGHT OUT THE DOOR! ...this fucking country... maybe he thought I said I wasn't going to buy his mom for another month and he felt bad for her...lol, I dunno, but it's STRANGE. I called him a fat redneck and ran away, lol. Anyhows, so I joined gym number SIX today. Six gyms in four months. Kaarazy, man. After that I went on to bench 154 pounds (70 kilos) that's almost as much as I weigh!

Obviously, they can't get me down, but you can keep tryin SUKKAS!!!

1 Comments:

At 5:28 PM, July 15, 2006, Anonymous said...: threw u out?? that's really weird. yeah, maybe u said something u didn't mean to say, or maybe he's got problems! did u ask the girl out, the one from the store?

swimming toward lucidity

Friday, July 14, 2006

I got my ass kicked HARD

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