6:50am
Waking up - "Mrmnf. What are you doing?"
"Going to the gym. Do you want to come along?"
Rubbing sleep from eyes - "Mrnemerm."
"Okay, hurry up and get ready then."
"Mnnm. And I thought the nightmare I just had about you was bad."
7:10am
I'm watching a Yu-Gi-Oh cartoon clone on someone else's exercycle screen, wondering where I am, who am I, what hellish layer of the abyss I'm currently on. I suspect it is the motivational one for unhappily sleepy sinners who haven't eaten breakfast.
7:40am
I escape to the disco filled arena of the weights room. Not very happy.
And I can prove it.
As you can see, I lift weights twelve times the size of my own head. Honestly, it's like I'm more ant than man.
I also smell like Richard Simmon's corpse or something equally fetid.
8:35am
Pumped and ripped I finally head back home for a day of sullen inactivity and drawing stuff.
The end
I'm a lousy blogger but will attempt to post all of my livejournal updates here from now on.
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