As soon as I realized I was already late-
I took my time and made it worth my while. I showered thoroughly and enjoyed the hot water. Standing in the steam relaxed and soaked, it can be one of the more soothing feelings. Baths are comforting as well, it is like wrapping up in warm blankets except these blankets cover completely and without question. Which reminds me why I am late.
I heard the alarm going off, and lashed out at it blindly. I struck the top of it several times before hitting the snooze button. Eventually, after hitting the snooze button enough times, I made the conscious decision to hit the alarm on/off switch. I then rolled over, curled into a ball and pulled the blankets to my chin. I slept in that comfortable position for about thirty minutes or so before my internal clock (subconcious?) was telling that I was late for work and should probably get up.
So, here I am. I have finished one Sobe Adrenaline Rush (those being the least sugar filled of the energy drinks and boasting the most vitamins and minerals) and ate one plain donut. The way I see it, I don't need the added sugar of a glazed donut or of an Amp energy drink. I used to chug Amp each day. Now that I cut that sugar out, it would seem my health improved to a degree- I have lost a bit more girth recently. I haven't been losing weight because some of my muscles are thickening while my excess fat is being trimmed, although I did lose an initial twenty pounds or so after a few months at the job. My goal would be to get myself down to two hundred pounds from my current weight of two hundred and thirty.
If I could manage to get up early enough in the morning (yeah fucking right on that one) it would be optimal for me to start a simple exercise routine. Some crunches and push-ups for starters, I also want to get a chin-up bar for the possibility that one day my bicep curl weight mayt actually be higher than my physical weight. It could be getting there now, I have no idea. I would join a gym, but I scarcely like strangers especially in an environment that you can be judged so easily. I know I shouldn't let that shit get to me, but sometimes it does no matter what I do.
Shuffle
There was a time when I had a plan for everything I wanted to do. The best laid plans- you know the rest. I still have goals and aspirations, but I am trying my hand at sporadic for the time. So far not so good, people don't expect it from me. They actually expect me to follow a pattern til I stomp ruts in the ground, so when I do things at random they don't know what the hell to do.
Shuffle
My own subjects are beginning to bore me.
I think I am beginning to have a problem with being single. Not at all just because I am not getting laid either. I was accused of being a serial monogamist by my friend Jill, and I am beginning to think she couldn't be more right.
I heard the alarm going off, and lashed out at it blindly. I struck the top of it several times before hitting the snooze button. Eventually, after hitting the snooze button enough times, I made the conscious decision to hit the alarm on/off switch. I then rolled over, curled into a ball and pulled the blankets to my chin. I slept in that comfortable position for about thirty minutes or so before my internal clock (subconcious?) was telling that I was late for work and should probably get up.
So, here I am. I have finished one Sobe Adrenaline Rush (those being the least sugar filled of the energy drinks and boasting the most vitamins and minerals) and ate one plain donut. The way I see it, I don't need the added sugar of a glazed donut or of an Amp energy drink. I used to chug Amp each day. Now that I cut that sugar out, it would seem my health improved to a degree- I have lost a bit more girth recently. I haven't been losing weight because some of my muscles are thickening while my excess fat is being trimmed, although I did lose an initial twenty pounds or so after a few months at the job. My goal would be to get myself down to two hundred pounds from my current weight of two hundred and thirty.
If I could manage to get up early enough in the morning (yeah fucking right on that one) it would be optimal for me to start a simple exercise routine. Some crunches and push-ups for starters, I also want to get a chin-up bar for the possibility that one day my bicep curl weight mayt actually be higher than my physical weight. It could be getting there now, I have no idea. I would join a gym, but I scarcely like strangers especially in an environment that you can be judged so easily. I know I shouldn't let that shit get to me, but sometimes it does no matter what I do.
Shuffle
There was a time when I had a plan for everything I wanted to do. The best laid plans- you know the rest. I still have goals and aspirations, but I am trying my hand at sporadic for the time. So far not so good, people don't expect it from me. They actually expect me to follow a pattern til I stomp ruts in the ground, so when I do things at random they don't know what the hell to do.
Shuffle
My own subjects are beginning to bore me.
I think I am beginning to have a problem with being single. Not at all just because I am not getting laid either. I was accused of being a serial monogamist by my friend Jill, and I am beginning to think she couldn't be more right.