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So yes. It's been a while since I posted.
I'm supposed to go to a party tonight out in the Bathurst area but I am currently sick and don't really feel like going when I know I'll feel like crap due to sniffles and sore throat. Oh well, next time.
So the doctor has told me that I should really think about exercising in order to bulk up. I find it funny when I asked if I was malnourished or in danger or things like that she said to me "Oh no, your BMI is on the low side of things, but not in the red zone. You're fine." So clearly I felt relaxed and pretty chill about my physical appearance...until I asked her why I was experiencing back pains and she said matter-of-factly, "oh, your skeletal structure doesn't have much mass on it. It's because your bones are almost meeting directly with the mattress."
Sweet Pie a la Mode served in grandpa Moses's straw hat! That fucking disturbing is what that is. I'm twenty pounds away from becoming an Ecuadorian child you see on those 80 cents a day infomercials. Although that would mean Alex Trebek would show up and talk to me, which would be pretty shitkicking.
So yes, I will be hitting up Ryerson's gym starting next week ad will be bulking up as well. Not so there will be a tremendous change in my physique, but enough so that I will look more well rounded in terms of height vs. weight.
My room is now finished, and it's pretty chill. Seeing Sarah Rose, Brandon, and Paul Monday for coffee. The wife is also good, although I am saddened by the fact I will not make her mother's wedding next weekend due to a trip to Quebec on my part. Sorry dear.
Such is my life right now. Boring, I know, but I enjoy it this way, as opposed to last year when it was full of drafting, and on calls, and cocaine parties at Jim Belushi's house.
I'm supposed to go to a party tonight out in the Bathurst area but I am currently sick and don't really feel like going when I know I'll feel like crap due to sniffles and sore throat. Oh well, next time.
So the doctor has told me that I should really think about exercising in order to bulk up. I find it funny when I asked if I was malnourished or in danger or things like that she said to me "Oh no, your BMI is on the low side of things, but not in the red zone. You're fine." So clearly I felt relaxed and pretty chill about my physical appearance...until I asked her why I was experiencing back pains and she said matter-of-factly, "oh, your skeletal structure doesn't have much mass on it. It's because your bones are almost meeting directly with the mattress."
Sweet Pie a la Mode served in grandpa Moses's straw hat! That fucking disturbing is what that is. I'm twenty pounds away from becoming an Ecuadorian child you see on those 80 cents a day infomercials. Although that would mean Alex Trebek would show up and talk to me, which would be pretty shitkicking.
So yes, I will be hitting up Ryerson's gym starting next week ad will be bulking up as well. Not so there will be a tremendous change in my physique, but enough so that I will look more well rounded in terms of height vs. weight.
My room is now finished, and it's pretty chill. Seeing Sarah Rose, Brandon, and Paul Monday for coffee. The wife is also good, although I am saddened by the fact I will not make her mother's wedding next weekend due to a trip to Quebec on my part. Sorry dear.
Such is my life right now. Boring, I know, but I enjoy it this way, as opposed to last year when it was full of drafting, and on calls, and cocaine parties at Jim Belushi's house.