tales from the gym at hell:

Jan 14, 2008 20:44


Don't walk up to me you oddity of the human race and smile and try to talk to me. I know you instant message the girl who sits beside me every day and tell her,  "I like your jeans." And please, please refrain from using the weight machine directly behind my stair stepper when there's a perfectly empty one 5 spots down. I know what you're doing. And trust me. I also know that my ass is not that mind blowing. Besides, do you really want to stare at the sweat beading down my neck? Does that really turn you on? Creepazoid.

For future reference-- Swing, the odd one is an ex marine. GO FUCKING FIGURE.

CARDIO theater-- for those of you, like me, who were completely unawares are these really cool cardio machines that you can plug headphones into. I'm sorry, forgive me, I'm VERY behind on technology. But watching House Hunters while I'm slaving away climbing imaginary staircases is just superb. Just the distraction I needed to ignore the fact that my thighs feel like they could ignite my sweat pants.

On another note. I had the most amazingly creepy dream last night.

Open dream: Jenny is at friends house. Suddenly he injects her (this part is a bit foggy) with some sort of mind numbing narcotic. Flash forward: Jenny wakes up in a dirty bathroom, crammed into one of those old fashioned porcelain claw feet tubs with a gag and duct tape around hands and feet.

Jenny has no idea what happened to her in the time she was out. She calls another friend and they don't answer. At some point in this a very close girlfriend lets her know that said friend had moved away but that they had also left an entire stash of hard liquor buried in soft mud near the haunted bridge in Richardsville. Jenny goes to this spot and finds a small dock, she digs up the liquor and toasts friend who moved away. For some reason she gets the feeling there are ghosts here.

END DREAM.

Now I ask you.  Have I partaken in the Bourne franchise to mucheth lately? Or possibly watching too much CSI? Maybe tonight I'll get a clue as to what happened between the injection and waking up in a dirty (uck) bathtub.

Anyway. Hope everyone had a decent day.

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