Dear Diary,
Its getting tougher and tougher to yap to you about all kinds of inconsequential s**t and not talk about the real, but who gives a f***? You do? Consequentially, I don't give a f*** what you want. But hey... There was not much going on yesterday. I ate ok for breakfast and lunch, and got in a late dinner after doing some work at the church, forgoing my chance to watch a double installment of Monday Night Football. I got home at a decent enough hour to workout, I instead sat around and watched the remnants of game 2 and then highlights. I convinced myself to hit the floor for some sit ups and push ups and realized that football makes me lazy. After all, I didn't try to start losing weight until football season was over. Now I have to hope I can keep losing weight now that its back. And yes a**hole, I know its only one day, maybe two, but I don't feel like I can take that time off. I've got things to do and no time to do them. Consequentially, I can't be wasting my time with your dumb a**. Huh? Yeah I lost weight. Does that mean I'm not supposed to be angry? Yes? Well your feelings and opinions are inconsequential to me.
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