Dear Diary,
Uh. Yeah. So it looks like Monday nights are gonna screw me for some time to come. I had another night of getting stuck while watching football. I was able to move myself from the seat during a commercial, but didn't make it to the bike. I finally hit the floor and did just a few push ups. Pretty weak overall, but I had an itty bitty drop. Nothing worth bragging over, but I can be glad it wasn't an increase. Here's to working it off tonight. I. Need to get back to my H.A.M. time with the Sons of Anarchy tonight. That is all. No magical stories of unicorns and rainbows. Gotta leave something for my dreams. Peace out f***er.
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